Chapter 147 Wake Up

Gu Baobao didn't know how she fell asleep.

At first, I was counting sheep, but as I counted, my consciousness sank into boundless darkness and exhaustion.

Perhaps it was the complete relaxation after being cleansed by the spiritual spring, or perhaps it was the knowledge that Lu Zhanming was watching nearby, but the hidden unease was finally overwhelmed by weariness.

As Lu Zhanming listened to the gradually becoming even and long breathing coming from the opposite bed, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

The invisible awkwardness and ambiguity in the air dissipated as she fell asleep, replaced by a more private and tranquil sense of protection.

He turned to the side and, in the dim glow of the nightlight, gazed quietly at the sleeping figure on the opposite bed from a distance of just over two meters.

The blanket billowed slightly as she lay on her side, facing him, most of her face buried in the soft pillow.

Only her smooth forehead, tightly closed eyelashes, and a wisp of loose, slightly curled hair were visible.

Her sleeping face was serene, devoid of the daytime coolness and focus, like a defenseless child.

Her cheeks were rosy from sleeping, her lips were slightly pouting, and her breathing was shallow.

As Lu Zhanming watched, his gaze softened uncontrollably.

Like spring water melting, it is filled with an intense, unyielding pampering and tenderness that even the person themselves is unaware of.

In the silent room, he could almost hear his own heart pounding, one beat after another.

Calm and powerful, yet losing its usual rhythm because of the person in front of it, the jumps became somewhat fast and heavy.

【Baby,】

He silently called out in his heart, with a hint of helpless longing and unwavering patience.

When will you be able to give me a definite answer?

He knew he couldn't rush things.

The top priority now is to ensure that she completes this trip safely and smoothly.

All personal emotions must give way to this supreme task.

He forced himself to look away, lay back down, and closed his eyes.

But the soldier's vigilance prevented him from truly falling asleep; he only entered a state of light sleep and rest.

Ears remained perked up, picking up any subtle noises in the room, as well as the occasional footsteps passing by in the hallway.

His body was relaxed, but his mind was like a drawn bowstring, ready to snap and strike at any moment.

Morning light filtered through the gaps in the heavy curtains, casting thin golden lines on the carpet in the room.

Lu Zhanming's biological clock made him wake up promptly at six o'clock.

He got up quietly, without turning on the main light, and quickly finished washing up in the dim light of the morning sun.

After changing into a neatly ironed white shirt and suit trousers, I quickly checked all the rooms again, just like I had last night.

After doing all that, he walked to Gu Baobao's bedside.

The little girl was still fast asleep, almost buried in the blankets, with only her fluffy head and rosy cheeks showing.

She seemed to sense the change in light in her sleep. She unconsciously wrinkled her nose, let out a soft, kitten-like whimper, and rubbed her head even deeper into the pillow.

Lu Zhanming felt as if a feather had gently tickled his heart, making it both itchy and tender.

He sat on the edge of the bed, leaning closer, his voice extremely low and gentle, unlike his usual self, as if afraid to disturb a fragile dream:

"Baby, wake up. We need to go downstairs for breakfast and then go to the meeting."

"Hmm..."

Gu Baobao responded groggily, her thick eyelashes fluttering a few times before she struggled to open her eyes.

Through sleepy eyes, Lu Zhanming's handsome face came into view.

He was very close; the morning light outlined his defined jawline and straight nose.

Those usually calm and sharp eyes were now focused on her, shimmering with a gentle light that she couldn't understand.

Her mind was still blank; she stared at him, momentarily dazed.

Where is this?

What are you doing here, Zhanming?

He was even wearing a suit...

The next second, the memory returned.

Country F!

hotel!

Task!

She suddenly woke up, her eyes widened abruptly, her cheeks flushed red at a visible speed, and even the tips of her ears turned pink.

"I...I'll get up right away!"

She hurriedly replied, like a startled rabbit, and threw off the covers to get out of bed, forgetting that she was still wearing her pink pajamas.

Lu Zhanming quickly straightened up, took a step back, and looked away from the window. His ears were also flushed an unnatural red, and his voice, which was usually calm, was slightly faster:

"No rush, there's still time. You go wash up and change your clothes first, I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, he quickly walked to the desk, picked up the schedule, and pretended to study it seriously.

Gu Baobao, clutching her clothes bag, practically rushed into the bathroom.

After closing the door and leaning against the cold door panel, she finally let out a long breath and covered her burning cheeks with her hands.

We were too close just now!

His gaze just now...

She shook her head, clearing her mind of the jumbled thoughts, and quickly began washing up.

I splashed my face with cold water, and the heat subsided a little.

She changed into the black turtleneck sweater and matching straight-leg trousers she had brought, and still wore the same black coat over it.

Her hair was carefully combed and tied into a neat bun at the back of her head, secured with a black hairnet, leaving not a single stray hair.

The person in the mirror instantly transformed back into that calm, professional, and somewhat aloof young expert.

After tidying herself up, she opened the bathroom door and came out.

Lu Zhanming had already regained his usual cold and aloof demeanor. Seeing her come out, he nodded:

"Alright? Let's go down then."

"Um."

The two walked out of the room one after the other, and in the corridor they could already meet other early-rising members of the delegation.