An hour had passed.
Jiang Shu opened his eyes; he was already lying in his own bed. As he sat up, the first thing that came into his view was a familiar figure.
Liu Tingruo was hunched over the desk, rapidly operating on the multi-faceted light screen, deeply engrossed in her work.
"You're awake," she heard the movement behind her and turned around to look at the sitting Jiang Shu.
"Yeah, that one hour felt so long," Jiang Shu yawned, "Have you been busy until now?"
Liu Tingruo stood up from her work desk and stretched, her loose pajamas doing little to hide her exaggerated curves.
"Yeah, nothing else to do, so I might as well work on something," she said and kicked off her slippers, then crawled up from the end of the bed and lay on the blanket, propping herself up on a pillow next to Jiang Shu, "What did you see over there?"
