With slightly flushed cheeks, Yiren glanced at Chu Xinian and threw a blanket over him, teasing him softly, "Alright, sleep."
Chu Xinian obediently let her push him down, raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp, and laughed indulgently and affectionately, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
Feeling comfortable snuggling into his arms, Yiren closed her eyes, pondering where to celebrate with Little Yunduo in a couple of days, and gradually fell asleep without realizing it.
...
The next day.
The warm sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating the slender figure on the large bed.
Yiren woke up tiredly, reached out to touch the cold spot beside her, and pouted in frustration.
It seemed she woke up a bit late; Chu Xinian had already gone to work at the company.
Lamenting the increasingly apparent symptoms of her pregnancy, Yiren lay lonely and forlorn in bed for a moment before lazily getting up.
