Lying in bed until eleven o'clock, Qin Guanglin could no longer stay still and clambered up to squeeze into He Fang's bed.
"What are you doing?"
"Just cuddling for a bit."
Qin Guanglin shamelessly burrowed into the blankets to hold He Fang, who couldn't push him away.
Too lazy to move, He Fang closed her eyes and warned him, "Just for a little while."
"Just for a little while."
"In half an hour, we're going to buy food." She glanced at her watch and set a time.
"Okay."
Qin Guanglin agreed and closed his eyes; the He Fang in her pajamas felt even more comfortable to hold than before, soft like...he didn't know what, but it was very comfortable.
After holding her for a while, he propped himself up. "Can I give your shoulders a squeeze?"
"Give me a back massage." He Fang turned over and lay down on the bed. "But gently."
"Is this okay?" He sat beside her, tapping gently a few times, asking about the pressure.
"A bit harder."
"Like this?"