Thank heavens, the spot where Jing Xuan had been lying was empty.
Tang Huai sat up, glanced around the shop and noticed that Jing Xuan's clothes were gone, too.
Tang Huai rubbed her brow, when had he left?
How come she knew nothing about it?
Was it her who had slept too deeply or was Brother Jing Xuan's movements too light?
"Awake?" Liao Xiaoxiao saw Tang Huai sit up and asked with a smile.
"What time is it?"
"Three o'clock."
"Oh," Tang Huai lay back down, "Aunt Xiao, I won't make buns today."
"I can make buns very fast now. You keep sleeping. I'll go to the kitchen and make them without disturbing you."
"Mmm." Tang Huai turned over and went back to sleep, this time until six twenty.
She had a good dream and slept sweetly, feeling refreshed when she woke up.
While she was washing up, Liao Xiaoxiao had already tidied up the bedding on the floor, the buns were steamed, and the shop was open for business.