Master Qi Isn't Innocent

Song Jianyi watched the obedient person lying down on the side and still felt uneasy. She decided to get up and move the table lamp from the bedside table to the middle of the bed.

[A real... light bulb?]

[Hahaha! So clever!]

[I feel relieved seeing Song Jianyi being so cooperative.]

Song Jianyi also felt relieved as she looked at the big light bulb. She tugged at the blanket, wrapping herself up like a silkworm, with only a pair of tired eyes and handcuffed hands visible.

She turned off the light.

The room became dim. The autumn breeze gently blew through the half-opened window, caressing their cheeks.

Qi Yu looked at her weary expression and his lips curved slightly.

The next morning.

The netizens who had stayed up half the night and couldn't resist falling asleep suddenly opened their eyes wide in a panic.

[Song Yuanbao!]

[Ahh! Song Yuanbao, what happened to your self-awareness?]