bookpower Chapter 159
Chapter 159
However, Little Grass was fast asleep.
She lay at the far end of the sofa, covered by just a corner of the blanket, forming only a small, barely noticeable bump. But Nan Yan found her with lightning speed.
Ever since Little Grass had arrived, Nan Yan had to be extra careful with everything he did. She was so tiny that he constantly worried about accidentally stepping on her while walking or sitting on her unknowingly.
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Nan Yan's temper seemed to have mellowed somewhat without him realizing it, but at this moment, he was still a bit peeved. Instead of calling out to her, he extended a finger, intending to poke Little Grass awake.
His finger moved lightly, almost without strength, but Jiang Yan didn't budge.
Nan Yan grew a little impatient and used more force, causing Jiang Yan to roll over.
Jiang Yan awoke, bewildered.
Nan Yan instinctively turned his head away, feeling guilty. Then, remembering he was supposed to be angry, he turned back.
This single action was enough for Jiang Yan to understand the situation. Their eyes met – one trying to appear composed but clearly flustered, the other drowsy yet calm.
The two found themselves in an awkward cold war.
Initially, Nan Yan had avoided Jiang Yan, fearing she might be angry. But upon realizing Little Grass didn't care, he became upset himself.
What a silly blade of grass.
Just as Nan Yan was grumbling, his phone suddenly made a "beep" sound. The waiting screen disappeared, and Jiang Yan's face appeared on the screen.
The tablet must have been propped up on the sofa, perfectly framing Jiang Yan. She was sitting close, making her appear quite large on the screen. At first glance, she looked almost like a beautiful human girl.
It was the first time Nan Yan had seen Little Grass's appearance so clearly – her blinking eyelashes, clear dark eyes, straight nose, and small red lips. It was a sweet face that many would admire, but Jiang Yan's expression added a touch of coolness to her features.
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, then secretly took several screenshots. He was amazed – to think a goddess had been right beside him all along.
It wasn't until Jiang Yan asked him quizzically what he was doing that he managed to regain his composure, covering up by rubbing his nose bridge. Still, he couldn't help but stare at Little Grass's face as he mumbled, "Just checking if you know how to answer video calls."
His roommate, Second Brother, suddenly peered over, trying to see his screen. "Who are you talking to? You seem all lovey-dovey."
Nan Yan quickly hid his phone. Second Brother sensed something was off and raised an eyebrow. "So secretive. Is it your girlfriend?"
"Go away," Nan Yan said, moving aside and clarifying, "It's just a kid."
Second Brother acknowledged with a sound, realizing it wasn't appropriate to joke about a child.
When Nan Yan looked back at his phone, the video call had already ended. The screen reflected Nan Yan's disappointed face.
He tapped the screen dejectedly, as if tapping Little Grass herself, and muttered to himself, "Ungrateful little grass."