When Song Yanqing returned to the dormitory, it was already 10:10. The dormitory was very quiet, with no sound from computers or cell phones, only the light coming in from the window, which illuminated the small bulge on the bed clearly.
Shang Shujue was snuggled in the blankets, fast asleep. He didn't know when he fell asleep. He walked over and saw his fluffy ears and a fluffy tail sticking out.
The Little Fox unconsciously revealed its ears and tail again in its sleep. Song Yanqing had asked it before why it would reveal its ears and tail while sleeping.
The Little Fox nestled in his arms, chewing on ice cubes from her drink. Hearing his question, her ears twitched involuntarily, and she looked at him confidently, "Of course it's because I'm relaxed! I feel safe with you by my side!"
"If it weren't for conforming to human aesthetics, I would have just reverted to my Fox form and slept lying down. That's more relaxing and comfortable! That's how I sleep in the Fox den."
The Little Fox had no idea how alluring he was. When Song Yanqing heard his words, he wanted to kiss him, but at that time their relationship was ambiguous and unclear, and he didn't have the right to do so, so he held back.
But now, he wouldn't tolerate it anymore; they were going to get married. However, the Little Fox was still sleeping, so he wasn't so heartless as to go that far.
He casually placed the spicy crayfish he had brought back on the table next to the sofa before taking off his coat and hanging it on the hanger.
" Little Fox, I brought some midnight snacks, would you like some?"
Song Yanqing sat on the edge of the bed, turned on the nightlight, and then lifted the blanket a little more. Sure enough, he saw the Little Fox sleeping with rosy cheeks, looking completely trusting and defenseless.
The Little Fox didn't wake up when Song Yanqing called her. Instead, she turned over and turned her back to him. As she turned, her clothes slipped up, revealing a purplish-blue handprint on her waist and hip bone, with faint, ambiguous marks visible.
Song Yanqing's breath hitched when he saw this. He was stunned for a while before he realized how much effort he had put in. He didn't even bother to wake anyone up and turned around to rummage through the first-aid kit.
Shang Shujue felt the coolness on her skin, her fingers trembled involuntarily, and she opened her eyes groggily. She saw Song Yanqing sitting next to her, applying ointment to her waist and abdomen. She was stunned for a moment before she realized what he was doing.
" Song Yanqing, when did you get back?"
Shang Shujue yawned, rubbing his sleepy eyes involuntarily. His voice was still hoarse and low, soft, as if he had just woken up.
"I just got back a little while ago, why are you awake?" Song Yanqing paused slightly upon hearing Shang Shujue's voice, looked up at him, and said softly, "Did I disturb you?"
"No." Shang Shujue yawned again, then took her hand out of the blanket and placed it on Song Yanqing's exposed arm. "The ointment is just a little cold."
The moment the warm, soft material touched him, goosebumps instantly rose on Song Yanqing's skin, followed by a tingling sensation that spread to his lower back, causing an intense itch.
"Sorry, I woke you up. But you've slept for so long, you must be hungry, right? I brought you some spicy crayfish. Get up, rinse your mouth, and have some. The medicine on your body is almost finished; you should be fine after applying it a couple more times tomorrow."
Song Yanqing looked away, screwed the cap off the ointment in his hand, and dared not look at Shang Shujue again. He changed the subject and brought up late-night snacks, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke.
"It's okay~ Next time you bring back something delicious, just wake me up. I feel like I've slept too long, I definitely won't be able to sleep tonight, and besides, delicious food tastes best when it's hot... Wow~ I smell something delicious..."
Shang Shujue had just woken up and didn't notice Song Yanqing's emotional changes or his physical condition. After taking off his clothes, she pounced on him and gave him a sticky kiss on the lips, then turned around and headed straight for the food with bright eyes.
Song Yanqing watched his retreating figure, feeling both helpless and amused. In the end, he used his strong self-control to suppress a certain impulse, put away the medical kit, and followed him to sit down next to him. He fed him the peeled shrimp meat.
"Thank you, you can eat it yourself. I've already eaten. Let me peel it for you. Would you like something to drink? I'll order for you."
After Song Yanqing ate the shrimp meat that Shang Shujue fed him, he rubbed his head, then took out disposable gloves from the bag. Before putting them on, he suddenly remembered that Shang Shujue had nothing to drink, so he stopped and asked him.
"Let's have some milk tea, order it for me. I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right out, mua~ Remember to find me some clothes, I want to wear them to bed later."
After wiping his hands with a tissue, Shang Shujue smiled and kissed Song Yanqing's cheek before turning and entering the bathroom, showing complete trust in Song Yanqing's character.
Song Yanqing was both amused and exasperated by his reaction. In the end, he didn't say anything. After ordering milk tea for Shang Shujue, he went to find a loose-fitting short-sleeved shirt and shorts, put them on the hook by the bathroom door, and then knocked on the door.
" Little Fox, the clothes are on the hook by the door. You can just open the door and reach for them when you're done washing."
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the Little Fox's voice came through the bathroom door, still soft and gentle, enough to melt anyone's heart.
"Okay, I understand."
Song Yanqing responded and turned to peel shrimp. Shang Shujue washed for a short while, then reached out to get his clothes and put them on, throwing the dirty clothes into the laundry basket.
After he came out, Song Yanqing stood up from the sofa. "I've peeled some shrimp, you eat first, I'll go get you some milk tea, I'll be right back."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
"Um."
Song Yanqing wiped his hands, turned around and left. Shang Shujue dried his hair and walked to the sofa to sit down. When he saw that the plastic cushion was almost full of shrimp meat, he couldn't help but smile, and his heart softened.
"Knock knock knock..."
Shang Shujue had just sat down and eaten some shrimp when there was a knock on the door. He found it strange; Song Yanqing knew the secret, so it was impossible for him to knock. Who was knocking?
Shang Shujue stood up from the sofa, walked to the door, and opened it. Standing outside wasn't Song Yanqing, but Zhou Lin. He paused, somewhat surprised, "Hello, Manager Zhou, what can I do for you? Song Yanqing isn't in the room."
"It's nothing, I just came to bring you something. Your sister-in-law brought over some local specialties, and I thought you love sweets, so I brought some over. Try some."
Zhou Lin smiled at Shang Shujue and handed him a gift box. His tone was kind as he spoke, and Shang Shujue caught a sweet smell the moment he handed it over.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, thank you so much, Manager Zhou. Song Yanqing bought some crayfish, would you like to come in and have some?"
After Shang Shujue happily accepted the bag, she opened the door a little and invited him in to eat crayfish, but Zhou Lin did not go in; he simply smiled and shook his head.
"Area bought us a portion before, and we've already eaten it. These are the ones he left for you, so I won't eat them. You can have them yourself. I've delivered the things, and if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
As soon as Zhou Lin finished speaking, he prepared to leave, but after taking just one step, he seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped, and turned to look at him.
"By the way, if you like it here, you can stay here. If you need anything, just let me know. Area will be happy if you stay here."
Shang Shujue stared at Zhou Lin for a while, then smiled and nodded, waving at him, "Okay, I understand, bye-bye then, Manager Zhou."
Zhou Lin nodded slightly and then left. Before Shang Shujue returned to her room, Song Yanqing came back with milk tea. He was a little surprised to see Shang Shujue standing at the door.
"Why are you at the door? Doesn't it get cold if the wind blows in?"
Song Yanqing walked over, hugged him, and led him into the dormitory. He closed the door, and Shang Shujue hugged his waist back, tilted his head up and kissed him on the lips. He was kissed back, and then he showed him the handbag in his hand.
"Your manager just brought me some food. Look, I can smell it, it smells sweet. I wonder if it's good? Have you ever tried it?"
"It's rose shortbread. I've had it before, and it's pretty good."
"Then I want to eat."
"Won't you have trouble sleeping if you eat so much?"
"No, it won't."
In the dormitory, the two lovers chatted about everyday things, their love growing even stronger in this warm and cozy night.