Having done it more than ten or even twenty times already, Mo Yi had naturally foreseen this outcome.
...The train, what a fast train...
"Another familiar ceiling—"
Mo Yi opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling gradually coming into focus, and subconsciously spoke the same opening line.
Then he looked at the Princess, who was still asleep beside him. After watching her for a while, he could not help but smile, though he restrained himself from making a sound so as not to wake her.
Feeling the warm breath exhaled by the Princess against the back of his hand, Mo Yi grumbled inwardly, As expected, the quiet Princess is the prettiest—
Then he used his hand to smooth out her slightly messy hair, which had become disheveled from sleeping on her side facing him. After admiring her for a while longer, Mo Yi prepared to temporarily escape the Princess's clutches.
Mo Yi: She had finally fallen asleep. If she woke up and saw me again, history might repeat itself.
That was right, this was Mo De An Yi's escape route!
After gently arranging the Princess's arms around him, Mo Yi endured the temporary debuffs of aching waist and weak legs. He carefully bent down without making a sound, then tiptoed out.
When he reached the door, he looked back at the Princess sleeping so sweetly and still could not resist smiling.
Of course, Mo Yi was not in a hurry to go find Alice. Even if the Princess had tormented him a thousand times, he still loved her as if it were their first love.
It was hard to say how much time had passed inside the room, but under the Princess's power, only a second had passed outside. Mo Yi did not need to rush off and explain anything