I’m Not Going To Steal Anything From Your House

When Di Fuyi asked him questions, Gui Quan pondered carefully before he answered them because he was afraid he might blurt out something he would regret.

Di Fuyi was figuratively knocking repeatedly on his door with the paper fan in his hand. After bombarding him with a series of questions, he suddenly asked, "Aren't you tired of leaving your eyes wide open?"

Gui Quan was speechless.

Di Fuyi tapped on Gui Quan's head. "Take a break if you're sleepy, you don't have to force yourself." Instantly, Gui Quan fell asleep on a rock.

He had no idea how long he had fallen asleep. When he opened his eyes, he realized Di Fuyi was still sitting beside the lake nearby. He was busy fishing and his dark purple robe was fluttering like a dancing butterfly.

Gui Quan rubbed his eyes as he was slightly slow-witted. Subconsciously, he looked up to the sun in the sky. Perhaps, he did not sleep for too long; it was probably just a short nap.