Finally, in a fit of fear, Garan cried out.
"Don't move, I'll sleep with you, but you have to promise that it's just sleeping and nothing else."
Ning Qing lowered her head and placed a gentle kiss on his little head.
She raised her hand and gently stroked his back.
He rested his chin on Jialan's head and spoke softly.
"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you if you disagree."
Only Garan himself knows how much of his fear was genuine.
However, after receiving Ning Qing's gentle reassurance...
A warm feeling welled up inside me for some reason.
He couldn't help but think: This person must have been somewhat sincere towards him, otherwise he wouldn't have given up so easily.
Someone who cares about your feelings definitely has you in their heart.
As Jialan pondered these thoughts, she slowly closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
In the quiet room, the sound of even breathing could be heard.
Ning Qing looked down and saw that the person in her arms had already fallen asleep.
He chuckled softly, his eyes filled with a hint of doting affection.
She murmured softly.
"She really is like a little pig, falling asleep so quickly!"
As she spoke, she slowly closed her eyes.
~~
The next morning.
When Ning Qing opened her eyes, she was fully awake.
He turned his head to look at the seat next to him.
As expected, it was completely empty.
Ning Qing reached out and touched it; her hand was cool to the touch.
Did this person run away while I was sleeping last night?
How naughty of you! Don't you want to be with me at all?
Ning Qing got out of bed to wash up.
The child waiting outside heard the noise coming from inside the house.
He quickly walked in and bowed to Ning Qing.
"grown ups".
Ning Qing nodded.
"Yes, let's set out the meal."
The boy immediately replied, "Yes."
A moment later, the child was seen standing still.
Ning Qing glanced at him.
"What are you standing there for?"
The child replied with his head down.
"Reporting to Your Excellency, Young Master Jialan is currently preparing breakfast for you in the small kitchen."
Ning Qing raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
"You mean he's in the kitchenette right now, preparing breakfast?"
The child nodded and replied.
"Yes, sir."
Dressed neatly, Ning Qing headed towards the small kitchen.
Arriving at the kitchen door.
I looked up and peered inside.
Jialan, dressed in red, stood in front of the stove, holding a pair of chopsticks in her hand.
Something was being stirred continuously in the pot.
Ning Qing slowly walked over.
Stand behind him and whisper in his ear.
"Wife, what delicious food are you making?"
Jialan turned her head and glanced at Ning Qing sideways.
Her eyes possessed a natural allure that was incredibly captivating.
"Don't talk nonsense, who is your wife!"
After a long while, there was no response from the person behind him.
Jialan turned her head again and saw Ning Qing staring straight at her face.
Her cheeks flushed involuntarily.
She raised her hand and pushed his face away.
"Go back and wait. Breakfast will be ready soon."
Ning Qing noticed the blush on his cheeks and raised an eyebrow slightly.
She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.
She rested her chin on his shoulder.
He spoke softly.
"My wife, I felt a little sad when I woke up this morning and didn't see you in bed. I couldn't help but wonder if you had grown tired of me."
Jialan listened to the voice coming from behind him, which carried a hint of resentment.
My heart softened a little.
She raised her hand and gently patted the back of his hand.
The voice also softened a bit.
"My lord, what are you thinking? To have your favor is the greatest honor of my life, how could I possibly dislike you?"
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