Jiang Qingli slept until almost noon. When she woke up, she found herself staring right into Qin Muye's gray-blue eyes.
The young man raised one hand to block the sunlight from her face. With his other hand propping up his chin, he watched her without blinking, his expression focused and gentle.
When he saw she was awake, Qin Muye froze, an unnatural blush creeping up the tips of his ears.
He lowered the hand that had been blocking the sun and pulled her back into his arms. Afraid she'd think he was some kind of pervert, he quickly changed the subject. "Are you hungry?"
"A little," Jiang Qingli said, hugging him tighter.
Qin Muye pulled a screen over from the side for her to choose from.
Jiang Qingli glanced at it. Three whole pages of different flavored nutrient solutions. She was speechless for a moment. "Is there even a difference? It's all just nutrient solution."
