C535 (1/2)

The room was completely silent. It was as if Mo Yanxue could hear her own heartbeat, reminding her of something.

Suddenly, the dim figure in front of him flipped over. She closed her eyes in fear that he might see her staring at him. But very quickly, she was amused by her childishness and stupidity.

If the lights were off, how could he still see them?

She put her hand to her mouth, afraid she might laugh.

”Why aren't you sleeping?”

Suddenly, Ji Chuyang's voice sounded.

Mo Yanxue's eyes instantly widened. So it turned out that … He didn't sleep! But, he, he, he … How did he know he was awake? How terrifying, did he know how to count?

Mo Yanxue softly made a ”En” sound, then wrapped the bed sheet tightly, thinking about something silently.

”Go to sleep.” Ji Chuyang's voice was like a melodious cello, mesmerizing to the ears.

Mo Yanxue's eyes were wide open as she looked at the ceiling above her. After a long, long time, she thought that Ji Chuyang had already fallen asleep. Only then did he speak, ”Brother Chu Yang.”

”Hmm?” The man responded quickly.

In his lazy voice, there was even a hint of weariness. He seemed to be really sleepy.

Mo Yanxue did not think that not only did he not sleep, he even replied to her words. Gritting her lower lip, she mustered her courage and said, ”I like you.”

After that, there was a long period of silence.

Mo Yanxue's heart was beating rapidly. His muscles, cells, and nerves all tensed up. He had been waiting for the man's response.

Wait Here... Waiting... When she thought he was asleep.

”Yes.” Ji Chuyang replied indifferently.

This voice was even lazier than the previous one. From his tone, it was not hard to tell that the words in his tone were impatient. There was a hint of fatigue from being disturbed.

Mo Yanxue's heart sank …

The same starlight shone into the huge old residence of the Mo family.

Waterfir Garden's lights were still on, the small milk bag had already been accompanied by Sister Yue to sleep.

Long shallowly nestled on the sofa, watching TV. Originally, she was in a very comfortable state. However, no matter how much the program's host played around with her, she could not get up the mood nor did she smile in the slightest.

”Qian Chao, eat this bowl of chicken soup. I stewed it for a long time.”

”Thank you, Mother Rong.” Long Qian shallowly carried the bowl to her and finished it in one breath.

It wasn't that her appetite was good, but she wanted to be alone. If she didn't drink it, with her character, who knows how long she'd have to chatter on the side.

As expected, Mother Rong smiled as she watched her finish her bowl and leave.

Long Qian turned his head and looked at the sky, then looked at the time. It was already past 10, but the man still hadn't come back yet. She remembered telling him to come back early. He himself had voluntarily said that he would return to accompany her as soon as possible.