No need to go through such trouble.

Su Ran nodded gently in his arms, "Mm, did I scare you?"

Fu Qiyuan's arms suddenly tightened, his exquisite jaw resting on the top of her head, his deep voice still carried the panic that had not yet subsided.

"Yes, you really scared me!"

A trace of apology flickered in Su Ran's starry eyes as she looked up from the man's embrace and into his cold and clear eyes.

"Sorry, I worried you!"

Because of a nightmare, Su Ran's thoughts were somewhat blurry, and her vision was hazy. She blinked, and the once illusory sight before her gradually came into focus.

The man's profound gaze, his high nose bridge, his thin lips, and deep in those bottomless eyes, the unmistakable worry became increasingly apparent.

A streak of tenderness crossed her heart, deepening the apology on her face.

"Idiot, did you have a nightmare just now?"

Fu Qiyuan watched her and asked gently.

A brief flash of sorrow quickly passed through Su Ran's eyes, fleeting.