"What's wrong?" Di Jinxuan looked at his paused demeanor and couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing," Nangong Jin's smile widened slightly. "Get up."
"Okay." Di Jinxuan nodded.
He then let go of her.
But he didn't get up immediately; instead, he watched her sleepily slip into her slippers and pour herself a glass of water to drink.
After drinking, she turned back to him and said, "I'm going to take a shower, you should go back to your room."
"Alright." Nangong Jin responded without hesitation, his eyes helplessly falling into adoration.
This was the woman of his dreams, usually naive but actually calm and composed, giving a sense of home, her every word simple yet warm.
After he agreed, she turned to fetch clothes from the closet, standing in front of it, seemingly pondering what to wear.
Flipping through her clothes momentarily, and then pulling one against herself before shaking her head.
