Mu Shuoqian hadn't really fallen asleep. Realizing someone was watching him, he opened his eyes and met Gu Qili's tender gaze, chuckling softly, "Have you been spying on me for a while?"
"Not at all, who cares about watching you," Gu Qili retorted, "Are you very tired?"
Ever since he returned from shooting the wedding photos abroad, he hadn't rested, working late into the night every day.
"It's okay, I'm used to it." Mu Shuoqian didn't tell her that during the days she was absent, he numbed himself with work every day, immersing himself in the never-ending tasks to stop thinking about her.
In every night without her, he lay alone on the wide bed, suffering from insomnia all night long.
He took her hand and placed it near his mouth, giving it a light nibble, "Missed me?"
"I was actually planning to ask you out for a meal, but now I feel a bit tired. Let's order takeout," Gu Qili said, her heart aching for him; she didn't want to wear him out further.
