The morning sunlight crept through the gaps in the curtains, falling onto a pair of embroidered eyebrows and a prominent nose bridge.
Fang Chang's eyelashes twitched as his eyes slowly opened, and he felt a pair of bright eyes watching him.
Upon being discovered, those eyes didn't look away. Instead, they playfully blinked.
"You sleep so peacefully, without making a sound."
And.
Even pranks didn't elicit a reaction.
A gentle smile appeared on his relaxed face as Fang Chang reached out and ruffled the fluffy green short hair.
"...When did you wake up?"
"An hour before you did."
With her hands supporting her pale cheeks, Dolly lay on the soft bed, swinging her feet gently, basking in the warmth overhead and narrowing her eyelashes in lazy contentment.
She enjoyed this intimate feeling.
Only he wouldn't mind the smell of machine oil from her left arm or the slightly distorted left eye.
