Compared to Gu Ximan, who spent the entire night dreaming sweet dreams with a faint smile lingering on her lips, Luo Shuning was tormented by nightmares all night.
In her dream, it was the same scene as last night, but this time, Luo Shuhe didn’t just offer her upper body—she gave herself completely, without reservation.
Right in front of Luo Shuning’s eyes, she shamelessly got intimate with Gu Luo.
And Luo Shuning, as if paralyzed by sleep, couldn’t move a single limb, forced to watch it all unfold helplessly.
Her heart shattered.
"Darling, you’re awake."
Luo Shuning instinctively sniffled before hearing a gentle voice beside her.
Slowly lifting her eyelids, her vision gradually focused, revealing Gu Luo sitting quietly by the bed, softly holding her hand.
"Sweetheart... what time is it?"
"Almost eleven."
Hearing this, Luo Shuning glanced around the room and, realizing they were alone, quickly sat up, offering an embarrassed explanation:
"Sorry, sweetheart... I promised to meet you in my room at one last night... but I ended up falling asleep..."
She paused, then added, "When I woke up later and realized I’d stood you up... I couldn’t sleep after that..."
As she spoke, her emotions were tangled. The truth was, she’d spent the night tossing and turning, heartbroken over Luo Shuhe’s actions, but she had no choice but to give this excuse.
It was a necessary lie—she had to explain why she’d slept in.
Otherwise, Gu Luo might actually figure out the real reason for her insomnia and deduce that she’d been pretending to sleep.
Sigh...
"I see."
Gu Luo smiled calmly on the surface, but inwardly, he let out a heavy sigh of relief.
After all, Luo Shuning usually woke up early. Today’s uncharacteristic lie-in—combined with last night’s incident—would have raised suspicions.
Thankfully, she didn’t know what had happened last night.
Thankfully, he didn’t know that she knew.
The two exchanged a glance, both feeling a little lighter.
That’s how relationships worked sometimes—playing dumb to avoid unnecessary trouble.
If everything were laid bare, an unbridgeable rift would form between them.
And if they couldn’t resolve it properly, the relationship would likely fall apart.
"Have some congee first. You can freshen up afterward."
Gu Luo let go of her hand and picked up a porcelain bowl from the nearby table, filled with fragrant, steaming pork and century egg congee.
He scooped up a spoonful, blew on it gently, then brought it to her lips.
"It smells amazing. I noticed it as soon as I woke up."
Luo Shuning’s eyes curved into crescents as she obediently opened her mouth, savoring each spoonful Gu Luo fed her.
Her heart swelled with sweetness.
But by the fifth bite, she suddenly glanced toward the door, a hint of worry in her voice. "If Ximan sees this, she’ll definitely get jealous."
"Don’t worry, she’ll find out soon enough anyway," Gu Luo chuckled, blowing on another spoonful. "Remember, I’m going to sound out Dad tonight."
He added, "Besides, Ximan left after breakfast to meet Xuexue."
"Oh, right—!"
At the thought of what would happen tonight, Luo Shuning’s heart surged with anticipation and nervousness.
Given Uncle’s personality, he’d probably agree... right?
She hoped everything would go smoothly.
"Here, say ‘ah’—"
Gu Luo brought the spoon to her lips again.
"Ah—"
Luo Shuning opened her mouth obediently, eating with pure delight.
The sorrow from last night was instantly overwritten by this happiness.
As spoonful after spoonful disappeared, the bowl of congee was nearly empty when Gu Luo suddenly asked with a smile, "Darling, are you still tired? If you are, you can stay and nap after this."
"I—" Luo Shuning almost said, "I’m not tired anymore," but caught herself and quickly changed her answer. "Sweetheart... I am still a little sleepy..."
Her lashes fluttered shyly as she added, "...And there’s what we promised last night."
Gu Luo grinned. "Alright, finish these last two bites, and then we’ll keep our promise—a nice morning nap together."
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