(Apologies, the previous chapter was published twice, and it has now been corrected.)
Even though Ye Fan's cultivation level now means he doesn't need to sleep, he enjoys embracing his delicate wife, Lu Xiaoman, closing his eyes to rest and calm his spirit, which is a habit of ordinary mortals.
Lu Xiaoman nestled in his arms, sleeping sweetly, while outside Mo Xiaoyan hadn't slept a wink, glaring at Ye Fan to come out and apologize to her. Her sleeping habits were more akin to daytime rest, as if she and Lu Xiaoman were on two different time zones.
Before dawn, Ye Fan's phone rang, and Qin Mengyao's voice came from the other end: "Brother Fan, didn't you promise to pick me and Xiaoxiao up in the morning? We're all waiting for you."
Lu Xiaoman opened her eyes to look at Ye Fan, finally getting to sleep in Ye Fan's arms once, only to have the warmth end after just a few hours.
"Xiaoman, I have to go." Ye Fan said, getting up.
