At night, Shi Jin was on duty.
She lay on the footstool, covered with a thin blanket.
The weather is cold today, so Qi Mojing also covered himself with a brocade quilt.
He kept his eyes open, not seeming sleepy at all.
When he leaned against the bed, he heard the shallow breathing sound under his feet, so he stretched out his foot and kicked Shi Jin.
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