Looking at Qin Zhan's appearance, Bi Xia blinked in confusion, once again placing her finger on Qin Zhan's thin lips, gently stroking them, the smile at the corner of her lips growing more pronounced.
"What are you doing?" Looking at the pitch-black screen, but hearing the boy's tinkling laughter, Qin Zhan felt immensely content.
"Nothing," Bi Xia shook her head, "Are you going to sleep?"
"I was going to sleep, but now I'm not sleepy." Qin Zhan said.
Bi Xia smiled, tilting her head, "It's so late, and you're still messaging me. Aren't you afraid I fell asleep?"
Hearing Bi Xia's words, Qin Zhan also smiled, "That's why I sent 'goodnight'."
"It should be 'good morning'," Bi Xia rolled her eyes, suddenly realizing that it was dark on her side; she couldn't help but curve her lips, "I didn't turn on the light."
"I know."
"Then why didn't you say anything?" said Bi Xia as she made a move to get up and turn on the light.
