After lunch, Xu Yun rested for a while in the master bedroom, on what was now Ning Qian's bed, and took an afternoon nap.
'A woman's bed is really something else. Even the quilt has a sweet, milky scent. It smells amazing.'
When he woke up, he found Ning Qian leaning over the side of the bed, watching him with a smile on her face.
She was wearing a white, low-cut, summery little slip dress.
Xu Yun could see everything at a glance and couldn't help but laugh. "Aren't you afraid of a wardrobe malfunction?"
"Not at all. I'm at home, and I'm wearing it for you anyway."
Ning Qian smiled and asked, "How was your nap? Do you want to sleep some more?"
"No, I'm done sleeping."
Xu Yun stretched, got out of bed, and said, "I feel like it's been forever since I took a nap. Sleeping for a bit today has left me feeling completely refreshed."
"So, are you going to work this afternoon?"
"Nope."
Xu Yun asked curiously, "Have you been watching over me by the bed this whole time?"
"Mhm."
