Xiao Wu felt a little uncomfortable under his fixed stare and unconsciously tugged at the collar of her pajamas.
"A-Qing, w-why do you keep staring at me...?"
She muttered softly, her voice gentle and sweet.
"Ahem."
Lin Qingmo suddenly came back to his senses and coughed twice in embarrassment.
He climbed out of bed and naturally walked over to take the towel she was using to dry her hair.
As he gently dried her hair, he smiled and said,
"It's nothing. I just think my Xiao Wu looks especially pretty after a bath—so fragrant, like a little rabbit that makes people want to take a bite."
"A-Qing, y-you're awful!"
Xiao Wu's face turned even redder.
Though her mouth said he was awful, her body honestly did not avoid him, allowing him to dry her hair.
His warm fingertips occasionally brushed against her scalp, bringing a comfortable, tingling sensation.
Once her hair was mostly dry, Lin Qingmo casually draped the towel over the back of a chair.
Then he walked to the bed, lifted the covers, and naturally patted the spot beside him.
"Come on, lie down. It's getting a little chilly tonight."
"Mm... I-I know..."
The shy Xiao Wu obediently climbed into bed and slipped beneath the covers.
Lin Qingmo lay down as well, then reached out and gently drew her into his arms.
Surrounded by his warm, solid embrace, with A-Qing's clean, pleasant scent filling her nose, Xiao Wu felt the excitement and exhaustion from a whole day of bouncing around wash over her at once.
Contentedly, she nuzzled against him and found a more comfortable position.
"A-Qing, good night."
Her voice was already heavy with sleepiness, soft and muffled.
"Good night."
Lin Qingmo lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead.
The girl in his arms soon