Gu Jiaojiao didn't know Su Shuochi was faking it. She thought he was genuinely exhausted from the acupuncture treatment and needed to rest.
So, while packing up the silver needles, she added, "You all can go on ahead. Shu Ci needs to sleep a little longer."
Su Shuochi pulled the towel blanket over himself and closed his eyes, feigning sleep. Inwardly, his heart bubbled with sweet happiness, tinged with a hint of apology.
'My fairy wife is so pure, not scheming like other mortals. She didn't even catch the hidden meaning behind my clumsy excuse.'
'Who knows what our parents are thinking now.'
'Sigh! I'll have to stick closer to my wife from now on. I can't let any other mortals bully her.'
Ridden with guilt, Su Shuochi didn't dare entertain any other ideas. Perhaps it was because his body felt so comfortable after the acupuncture with the silver needles, but before long, he truly fell asleep.
