Jingyu Garden
Qiao Yuxian lay on the bed wrapped in a blanket, face buried in the sheets, already beginning to weave dreams for herself.
Gu Yanjing watched her for a while, sat at the edge of the bed, and lightly patted her butt: "Not going?"
"Not going." Qiao Yuxian's muffled voice came from under the blanket, "You go by yourself."
Gu Yanjing looked at her, paused, and said, "Then I'm leaving."
"Mm." Qiao Yuxian's small voice again floated out from the bed.
Gu Yanjing gave her butt two more pats, then got up and walked out.
Before he had walked out the bedroom door, Qiao Yuxian suddenly called out, "Wait a minute!"
Gu Yanjing stopped and looked at her.
Qiao Yuxian, like a worm, wrapped in a blanket, kneeled on the bed, hair disheveled, opened one eye to look at Gu Yanjing, and said vaguely: "Today's weather is clear, the sun is bright, no clouds, birds singing and flowers fragrant, and I'm so beautiful. It's quite suitable to take a stroll outside."
