Luo Chuan lay on the bed, turned over, and opened his eyes to look out the window.
The night was hazy, the scenery bleeding across the heavy curtain of darkness like an ink-wash painting. Nothing could be seen clearly; only scattered points of lamplight swayed, proclaiming their existence.
Luo Chuan yawned. He was having a little trouble falling asleep.
And he did not know whether it was just his imagination, but his own bed did not seem as comfortable as Yao Ziyan's.
Hmm...
Luo Chuan took out his Magic Phone and checked it. It was already quite late, and no one had sent him any messages.
Forget it. Better get to sleep early. What was the point of thinking so much?
Luo Chuan tossed the Magic Phone aside and closed his eyes.
When all sounds had fallen silent, even his own breathing was clearly audible. His mind gradually emptied, and his consciousness blurred along with it.
He slept dreamlessly through the night.
Luo Chuan was awakened by a gentle call.
The voice seemed to come from somewhere far away, slowly clearing his muddled mind.
"Boss, it's getting late..."
Luo Chuan reluctantly cracked open his eyes, and Yao Ziyan's figure entered his field of view.
The girl looked as though she had just gotten up as well. She wore pale pink pajamas, her hair slightly tousled, yet she looked full of energy.
Luo Chuan gave a low "Mm."
He did not want to do anything right now. He only wanted to sleep a little longer.
Human instinct was difficult to resist.
Yao Ziyan could not help finding Luo Chuan's appearance amusing. She shook his arm. "Hurry and get up. Didn't you say we were going out today?"
"Let me sleep a bit more." Luo Chuan buried his head in the blankets,