What A Dream Come True

After filling their stomachs, both of them went upstairs. Qing Chen only entered their room to get some of his personal belongings to move to the spare bedroom.

Feng Xuan saw what he was doing, she asked, "Where are you going?"

"In the other room? I think it would do us good if we don't share a bed. Good night." He was almost out the door when Feng Xuan called him.

"Stay here. Let's talk some more."

Qing Chen gave her a confused look. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," she patted on his side of the bed. "If you still want to leave afterwards, you can."

"Alright," he conceded. "I'll stay for a few more minutes."

They turned the lights low and Feng Xuan was already buried in her blankets. Qing Chen had decided to stay on top of the sheets so as not to fall asleep.