As the night peaked, Han Li entered Liyue's room. She was a bit surprised and opened her eyes from her meditative position.
"I thought you wouldn't come tonight and would instead sleep with Hua Feilan. She confessed to you after all," Liyue said curiously, her eyes lighting up slightly.
Han Li headed closer to the bed and pushed her down. They exchanged a short kiss, and she breathed some icy mist on his face. He looked at her with a rather mesmerized gaze.
They parted, and the connecting saliva between their lips glinted gently in the moonlight that entered the room through the open windows.
"I was with her. She and I drank tea by the moon, and Hua Yu joined us, too. She tried to begin speaking about the relationship but was a bit hesitant. Feilan needs a bit of time. She seems to have some stories to tell me."