"I'm really not sleepy, I can make a call and sleep later, it's no problem!"
"No way!"
Chu Nanxi gave him no room to argue, ensuring he laid down on the bed, tucked him in carefully, bent down to support his face, and kissed his forehead.
"Now, close your eyes!"
Li Hannian reached out, pulled her over, and cradled her on his side, his face buried in her neck.
"I'm already eager to hear the final product."
Raising his hand to gently stroke the back of his head, Chu Nanxi's voice was soft.
"There's no rush at this moment. Get some proper sleep, and we can talk after you wake up. I believe these pieces of music will surely delight every audience in the theater ..."
His breathing in her neck slowly lightened, as Chu Nanxi carefully lifted her face.
There, Li Hannian, who had just been talking to her, had already fallen asleep.
