Four in the morning.
Song He finally pushed open the Dean's Office door and returned with weary steps.
As soon as he entered, Xiang Xiaotong, who had followed him in, suddenly hugged him from behind. Her voice was gentle and slightly coquettish. "Honey."
Song He froze. "What is it?"
Xiang Xiaotong gave a shy little laugh and continued hugging him tightly. In a coy voice, she said, "Honey~~"
Song He immediately understood what she meant and stared blankly. "It's four in the morning! We've been busy all night. Aren't you tired?"
"Honey." Xiang Xiaotong repeated it with a smile.
"Even livestock need to rest. Do you really have to push me this hard? Wouldn't it be better to spare both me and yourself? Do you really want us to go down together?" Song He lamented.
"Honey." Xiang Xiaotong hugged him and edged toward the bed, stubborn and refusing to give in. "Honey, honey, honey."
Five in the morning.
Song He lay on the bed, dizzy and bleary-eyed. Xiang Xiaotong curled up contentedly in his arms, closing her eyes and smiling foolishly in exhaustion.
"Why are you unusually energetic today?" Song He asked, stroking her head.
"You looked especially handsome during the Press Conference. So handsome I couldn't control myself." Xiang Xiaotong blushed and whispered, "I'm really tired too, but I'd been holding it in all night. If I didn't get some relief, I would've felt awful. I'm sorry, honey. I was too willful. Are you very tired?"
"Now that you're satisfied, go to sleep. Get some proper rest. We'll have plenty to do over the next couple of days." Song He sighed lightly and closed his eyes with a bitter smile.
In the quiet room, their breathing soon became even and deep. The pressure had been far too great