Li Moying's deep voice was heard, "Good night, Li'er."
"….. Good night." Huang Yueli responded quietly.
She stretched out her finger and pointed as the light on the table was extinguished immediately and the room was totally pitch black.
Huang Yueli was initially anxious, worried that after Li Moying came onto the bed, he would do something so in the darkness, she held on tightly to the blanket and refused to let go. At the same time, her ears perked up listening to every single movement coming from Li Moying's side.
But very quickly, Li Moying's breathing became lighter and lighter and longer and longer. Apparently, he had already entered dreamland.
"What? He slept even faster than me! Still claim that he can't sleep every day? Could he be lying to me?"
Huang Yueli turned her head to the side and using the dim light shining in from the window, she looked at the man who laid beside her.
