Wen Nuan remembered, when they entered, it was around ten o'clock, but by the time everything ended, the morning light was already peeking through the window.
Reaching out to wrap her arms around Fu Mingyu's neck, she found a comfortable spot in his embrace and mumbled, "Honey, hold me," before losing consciousness the next moment.
When she awoke, it was pitch black outside the window.
She glanced at the Night Scene, then at Fu Mingyu, who was gently stroking her back with one hand while browsing a tablet with the other, leaving her with a sense of confusion about what day it was.
"Hungry?"
Seeing her sleepy and bewildered look, Fu Mingyu smiled, put down the tablet, and held her in his arms as he asked.
It would have been fine if he hadn't asked, but as soon as he did, Wen Nuan's stomach gurgled.
"Then, you take a shower, and I'll go downstairs to make you something to eat, okay?"
