The next morning, Lin Xu woke up, and as soon as she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Mo Ying. He was lying beside her, quietly staring. For once, his gaze felt more cute than annoying.
"Good morning, Miss Feisty," he teased with a small smile.
Covering her face with her hands, Lin Xu groaned. "Back with those annoying nicknames again, huh?"
"They're only annoying when they don't make you smile," he said softly, reaching out to gently pull her hands away from her face.
"Don't cover your face from me."
Lin Xu peeked at him between her fingers, trying to hide the faint flush creeping up her cheeks. "You're impossible," she muttered.
Mo Ying chuckled, the sound low and easy. "And yet you still let me sleep with you on the same bed," he said, propping his head on his hand.
"I was too tired to kick you out," she replied, but the edge in her voice was softened by the tiny smile tugging at her lips.
