The next morning.
Qin Hao opened his eyes and looked at Xian Yin in his arms, feeling a myriad of emotions: "Why don't you open your eyes even though you're awake?"
Xian Yin heard his voice and slowly opened her eyes, her pretty face quickly turning crimson: "Young Master."
...
It was around seven o'clock when the two finally left the room. Ling'er was already up, sitting in the living room on the first floor. Seeing them come down, she giggled cheekily.
Upon hearing her laughter, Xian Yin's cheeks turned red, and she glared at her fiercely.
Qin Hao spoke sternly, "Little girl, what are you laughing at? Clever but mischievous."
Ling'er playfully stuck out her tongue, "Master has a competition today, you and Xian Yin sister better be careful."
"You mischievous girl, you dare to tease me, see how I don't hit you." Xian Yin couldn't help but walk over, and although she said that, her heart was sweet.
