Lu Shiyan went rigid, daring not to move. He forced himself to take slow, deep breaths, his voice coming out a low, husky rasp. "Shengsheng, go to sleep. Don't you have to be up early tomorrow?" Ye Shengsheng snuggled into his chest, tilting her head back to look at him. "You're not going to leave me here alone once I fall asleep, are you?" Her warm breath feathered against his chin as she spoke.