"Ah!" Ziyi softly exclaimed, lying on top of him, her eyes brimming with tears, "Uncle Xiaobao..."
In the darkness, the man's warm hand rested on her waist with a comforting intent, "Why are you awake?"
His voice carried a hoarse sound of not yet being fully awake.
"It hurts..." Ziyi replied with grievance and added, "And I'm hungry."
Pei Yuanchen seemed to chuckle, reached out, and stroked her face.
He placed her back onto the bed, then sat up and got dressed.
The light in the room clicked on.
The sudden brightness made Ziyi quickly cover her head with the blanket until the man reached over and pulled it off her.
Only then did Ziyi quietly open her eyes.
"What do you want to eat?" he asked in a husky voice.
The man's hair was disheveled, and he was only wearing pants, still exuding a lazy satisfaction.
But his deep eyes made Ziyi somewhat unable to see through him.
She blinked, "Anything, as long as you make it."
