Having decided what to prepare for Sheng Nian over the next few days, Yan Feizhuo sat on the bed, took the little fellow out of his pocket, and set him on the pillow, ready to go to sleep with him.
But then he thought of how Sheng Nian slept sprawled out in every direction and worried that he might roll around in his sleep and get crushed beneath him.
Yan Feizhuo rummaged around the room, found a few pure cotton towels, and rolled them up into a square enclosure beside the pillow before placing Sheng Nian inside.
"Baby, make do with this tonight. Your specially made things will arrive tomorrow."
After running around all day, Sheng Nian was already sleepy, and shrinking had left him with even less energy. His big head kept drooping, and he did not hear what Yan Feizhuo said at all. He gave a dainty yawn, curled up in the little nest Yan Feizhuo had made for him, and soon fell asleep, his breathing even.
Propped on one arm, Yan Feizhuo lay on his side watching him for a long time, then stroked him with a finger for quite a while before finally lying down.
Early the next morning, Assistant Lin delivered everything his boss had requested to the villa and received instructions to inform the guests and the Sheng Family that the couple would be spending their honeymoon in seclusion.
Yan Feizhuo woke up and received the large bag of things his assistant had brought. By the time he had put away all the finely crafted little items, Sheng Nian was awake too.
"Feizhuo..."
Hearing his voice, Yan Feizhuo returned to the bedside. The little fellow had sat up and was rubbing his eyes, the silk handkerchief serving as his blanket slipping down to reveal