Zhao Yuqing nestled in Li Chen's arms, whispered some sweet nothings, and then drifted into a deep, sweet sleep.
She slept so sweetly, with a smile still lingering on her lips, as if she was having a beautiful dream.
Watching Zhao Yuqing's gently trembling eyelashes, Li Chen couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Unknowingly, the eastern sky had already started to lighten.
The bright red sun peeked out from the horizon with a playful little head, casting the clouds at daybreak into fiery red hues.
A few autumn geese, flapping their wings and calling out long cries, added a burst of vibrant life to the stillness of the world.
Li Chen gently nudged Zhao Yuqing in his arms: "Yuqing, Yuqing, wake up, didn't you want to watch the sunrise? It's already getting light."
"Mmm, no, let me sleep a bit more, just a little more!"
Zhao Yuqing, with her eyes tightly closed, murmured softly and then turned over to a more comfortable position, sinking back into a deep sleep in Li Chen's arms.
