After Yun Qiluo lay down with her eyes closed, she was still tense and didn't let herself fall asleep, keeping her ears perked up to listen for any sound.
Even though she usually liked to nestle in Yan Yan's arms to sleep, today she didn't continue to do so. Instead, she was clutching the edge of the blanket, looking very nervous, yet pretending to be asleep.
Yan Yan found it amusing but closed his eyes as well.
The room was dark with the lights off, leaving only the moonlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and the glass door to the balcony, which, along with the snowy scene outside, made the atmosphere especially quiet and lovely.
In less than ten minutes, the door was quietly pushed open.
Yun Qiluo instantly perked up, ears raised.
Footsteps softly approached the bedside.
She sensed someone was near, gripping Yan Yan's hand tighter under the covers, and secretly lifted her eyelids for a peek.
