When Shen Zuimo returned, Xiaofan had already been asleep for more than two hours.
"Damn, the sun is blazing, burning me up, running out in broad daylight to kill someone..."
"Shh, Xiaofan is sleeping, don't be so loud," Leng Yue hurriedly stopped Han from continuing his loud chatter.
"Oh, oh, hey, I haven't finished my red wine yet, wow, such a big half glass, who drank it and left it, such a waste."
Following Han's voice, Shen Zuimo squinted slightly. Then, without a word, she gently opened Xiaofan's bedroom door, went in, and slowly locked it from inside.
She softly lay down next to him, not sure since when she had grown accustomed to it. In fact, she even enjoyed quietly lying beside him, watching him sleep, even if every time she opened her eyes, he was already awake.
So, he used to watch me sleep like this too.
"You're back?"
Xiaofan wasn't in a deep sleep; in an unfamiliar environment, he couldn't sleep deeply.
