"You didn't sleep all night?"
Early in the morning, Han Muxue came to the living room and saw Shen Mochen's slightly red eyes, expressing concern in her tone.
"I'm going to sleep soon," Shen Mochen said.
Although a crisis had been resolved last night, there was no guarantee there wouldn't be a second one, so he had kept watch until dawn before plugging in the alarm.
"Where's the captain?"
"She took the first half of the night, and I took the latter half," Shen Mochen stood up, "You all should be awake by now; I'll go get some rest first."
Returning to his room, he saw Liu Chaoyan lying on his bed, half-covered with the quilt, her white tank top fallen off her shoulder, revealing a hint of her full chest, her hair somewhat disheveled.
"Back already?" Liu Chaoyan smiled lightly.
"You, sleepwalking again..." Shen Mochen didn't know where to look.
"I came here in the morning."
Liu Chaoyan slowly sat up, gathered her long hair, and pulled up her tank top,
