On the way back, Jiang Qingli snuggled in Qin Muye's arms and took another nap.
In her daze, some cool tea was fed into her mouth. She swallowed it unconsciously, which seemed to wake her up a little.
Before long, Jiang Qingli felt a fuzzy touch against her hand, then her neck, her waist, her legs...
It tickled, so she raised her hand and swatted at the source. A muffled grunt followed.
Jiang Qingli sensed something was off. She forced her eyes open, just in time to see Qin Muye pressing her hand against his face.
Seeing her eyes open, the snow leopard ears on top of Qin Muye's head twitched, and the base of his ears turned bright red.
The spot on his chin seemed a little red, too.
Realizing what had happened, Jiang Qingli sat up unsteadily. She cupped his face, leaned in for a closer look, and asked, "Did I just hit you? Does it hurt?"
Qin Muye raised an eyebrow. "It felt more like you were scratching an itch."
