Ye Li lacked a sense of security while sleeping and liked to hug something. Earlier, when Ji Yanchen wouldn't let her hug him, she would hug a bear. Now that she had Ji Yanchen, she clung to him every night.
Ji Yanchen turned off the main light and held the uncharacteristically docile Ye Li who, despite being sleepy, stubbornly refused to fall asleep. Her tender little face pressed against his chest, her hand restlessly poking his waist, "Are you worried about something?"
"No. I just think the flowers in the backyard are blooming nicely." Ji Yanchen kissed Ye Li's forehead, holding her warm little hand, "Go to sleep if you're tired."
"Jerk!" Suddenly, Ye Li's thoughts jumped again, "Do the wildflowers outside smell as sweet as this home flower?"
Ji Yanchen: "..."
Previously, Qi Yue had said that women always have unreasonable moments. You can't argue, you can only go along and coax them.
"Hmph." Ye Li huffed, "Answer me."