Chapter 91: A Cup of Soy Milk, Two Fried Dough Sticks
The darkest hour is just before the dawn, and as time progressed, the eastern sky gradually showed its belly white, bringing more light into the room. The air conditioner hummed as it blew cool air, which had been set to a comfortable temperature before bed but now felt somewhat cold.
"Ding-ling bang-jee ka..."
The jarring alarm rang out, and Qin Guanglin had not even opened his eyes before his hand swiftly reached out to turn it off, only then did he feel a heavy weight upon him.
He Fang clung to him like an octopus, as if holding onto a large pillow. Startled by the alarm but still not awake, she merely furrowed her brow and hummed unhappily twice, rubbing her leg against him and tightening her embrace.
"..."
Qin Guanglin stared at the ceiling, bewildered for a moment, before remembering that He Fang was sleeping in his room.
He grabbed his phone to check the time; it was past five in the morning. Qin’s Mom would be going out for her morning walk around six, so it was time to move to the sofa to sleep.
He turned his head and kissed He Fang on the mouth, then carefully slid her arm off his chest amidst her discontented humming as he tried to get up, only to find her leg still wrapped around him.
Last time he hadn’t realized her sleeping posture was so restless...
Qin Guanglin let out a helpless sigh, gently pushing her leg with extremely slow movements, trying to sneak away without waking her. Otherwise, if Qin’s Mom noticed he wasn’t in the living room when she left, it would spell disaster.
But Qin Guanglin had underestimated He Fang’s persistence in her sleep; just as he had half-freed himself, she wound around him once more, with an unhappy grumble, adjusting to a comfortable position and once again hugging him tightly.