He climbed onto the bed and wanted to touch her, feeling a bit hesitant. His paws rubbed against the bed mat, then he gazed at her with eager eyes.
Dong Huiying: "..."
"Aren't you tired?"
"...Not tired!" Her head wagged like a bobblehead.
"Then let's chat for a bit."
She moved further inside, crossed her legs, and he edged closer, trying to get as close to her as possible.
Dong Huiying thought for a while, then with a mixture of caution, doubt, and incomprehension, yet very sincerely, she asked, "Yue Ning, do you really like me?"
Liang Yuening's face stiffened, and he almost snorted instinctively before catching himself and earnestly nodded.
"Why?"
He tilted his head, "Why ask why? I just do!"
Dong Huiying was at a loss for words.