64 chapters Yaha, what is 091?

Late at night.

Moonlight spilled across Wei Tianyang's back, and a gentle breeze caused the curtains to flutter.

A warm, moist, and faintly fragrant scent wafted into the room from under the door, accompanied by the smell of grapes and alcohol.

He turned over and got out of bed, using his skeletal right hand to throw back the covers and saw a orange candlelight glowing from beneath the door.

The other person didn't knock but just stood there.

Wei Tianyang got out of bed, clad only in light clothes and pants, walked barefoot to the door, and opened it.

It was Yaha.

He had his white hair loose, dressed in a loose-fitting white gauze nightgown, revealing much of his chest, where collarbone and shoulder lines joined, bending into crescent moon-like curves, and the moonlight left a sliver of shadow at the chest line.

He was holding three bottles of wine and two wine glasses.

"Can't sleep tonight, want to head up to the rooftop for a couple of drinks?" Yaha asked.