Qin Yiren couldn't sleep for a moment.
She looked at the man's handsome face gloomily, "Chu Xinian, am I causing you trouble again?"
"Don't overthink it."
Chu Xinian lightly knocked her head, saying casually, "It's just a minor issue, I'll handle it."
Although his tone was lazy and casual, it carried a hint of menace.
Qin Yiren nervously poked him, cautiously advising, "Just scare him a little, don't…"
"I know."
Interrupting her with a light laugh, Chu Xinian deftly changed the subject, "Lie down properly, I'll have the maid bring over a cup of hot milk, do you want a small cake too?"
Receiving his promise, Qin Yiren's tense heart slowly relaxed, and she started to feel tired and sleepy.
"Two."
"Hmm?"
"I want two small cakes."
Chu Xinian nodded happily, "Alright, alright, two it is."
Lying in the tent waiting for her cakes, Qin Yiren squirmed to the tent window, rolled up the windscreen curtain, and gazed at the moonlit scene outside.
