"Whimpering..."
Ansheng jumped onto the bed, full of displeasure as he began to complain about Mo Yiqing applying a face mask in the middle of the night.
Ah Qing wrapped herself in the blanket, poking her head out to take a quick look around before letting out a small sigh of relief. She quietly snuggled back into her spot, pretending as if nothing had happened and trying to forget her embarrassing moment just now.
"......"
Mo Yiqing glanced at Ansheng, and with a swift motion, applied a fresh face mask onto Ansheng's cheek.
"Don't talk. You've been out in the sun fishing for too long, so just put it on and sleep quietly."
"Whimper?"
It was Ansheng's first time using a face mask, and he was a bit bewildered, his mouth sealed shut by the mask.
Mo Yiqing knew Ah Qing was awake but showed no intention of letting her off the hook.
