The one returning late somehow had already washed up, emanating a refreshing fragrance.
Xie Liangchen said, "It's very late."
Song Xian replied, "It's still early, no need to get up so quickly."
Xie Liangchen felt helpless; in terms of eloquence and audacity, she could never beat Song Xian.
"Do you want some water?" Song Xian's breathing was slightly rapid, yet he paused to ask her.
Xie Liangchen shook her head.
Song Xian gently urged by her ear, "Drink a little."
He held her in his arms, reached out, and picked up the water beside the bed. The water was warm, with a faint sweetness at the end.
"Did you put syrup in this?" Xie Liangchen looked at Song Xian, surprised he had prepared so much before waking her.
Song Xian responded with a sound.
Xie Liangchen chuckled, "Who drinks sweet water before sleep?"
