"They've got a point. If we're waiting for the stars and then the sunrise, we won't get much sleep tonight. You should grab some sleep now."
Mu Qiu blinked. "But I'm not sleepy at all."
Cheng Zhirang pulled open the tent zipper, knelt on one knee by the edge, and tugged her down.
"Even if you're not sleepy, at least doze a bit. I'll stay with you. Or you can keep running around now and wear yourself out, and then we'll just skip the stargazing tonight."
"...You're being mean to me."
She climbed into the tent, took off her snow boots, set them at the zipper, then kicked him once with her socked foot.
Zhirang laughed, caught her ankle, gave it a pull, then leaned over and kissed her.
"Come on, rest for a while. Weren't you saying how tired you were when we were hiking up?"
