There’s only one feeling, heat. Yan Song held her tightly, the two of them twisted together like a pretzel on the small bed, almost neck to neck. They had a wild time last night, if it weren’t for her inconvenient situation, Yan Song might have lost control. But on this train, it had its own kind of charm. Yun Ya tried to move her body, and Yan Song immediately woke up. Pinching her nose, he laughed and said, "Good morning." Yun Ya looked at his face, handsome and radiant in the sunlight, and felt unusually cheerful, smiled sweetly, and said, "Morning, Brother Yan." What’s the use of worrying so much, as long as they were together at this moment, that’s enough. Moreover, regardless of the difficulties, she would tackle them step by step. Yan Song sat up straight, twisted his neck, feeling sore and numb, even more tiring than training. Yun Ya gently massaged his shoulders, and softly said, "Brother Yan, does it still hurt?" Yan Song raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "A massage and it won’t hurt anymore." Yun Ya gave him a light punch, and Yan Song exaggeratedly cried out. Yun Ya thought she had hurt him, and nervously leaned over, only to have her wrist caught and pushed back by Yan Song. Yan Song buried himself in her neck, Yun Ya’s body shifted uneasily, in the morning men would typically... She frowned slightly, "Brother Yan, I’m hungry." Her stomach grumbled at the right moment, Yan Song helplessly let go of her, got up, tidied up his clothes, and raised an eyebrow, "What do you want to eat?" Yun Ya cleared her throat, smoothly smoothing out her skirt, and said, "Anything is fine." "Wait here." He rubbed her hair and then got up and went out. Yan Song had just left, when Ah Yun came in with toiletries and said to Yun Ya, "Miss, let’s go freshen up." Yun Ya nodded and went to the bathroom with her. After washing their faces and brushing teeth, Ah Yun did Yun Ya’s hair and applied light makeup. Ah Yun was skillful; the hairstyle was particularly well done and the makeup was also neatly applied. In an instant, Yun Ya’s previous disheveled image was completely transformed. "Miss, are you still feeling unwell today?" Yun Ya shook her head, "I only reacted strongly when I first got on the train yesterday, now I feel much better, my body has adjusted." Yun Ya glanced out the window, "How long until we arrive?" "Tomorrow night at eight is when we arrive in the Capital City, there’s still plenty of time. If Miss is bored, Mingyue and I can play cards with you to kill time, what do you think?" As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. How could Miss be bored accompanying Young Master Yan? Unexpectedly, Yun Ya nodded eagerly, "Sure, I’ll come find you after eating, and be prepared with some CNY for me to win!" She smiled brightly and sweetly, and seeing this, Ah Yun, smiling as well, said, "Miss, you’re clever, but not my match in cards. Just be ready to lose." Saying this, Ah Yun walked away, full of confidence. The dining car was in the eighth carriage, Yan Song walked over. In the morning, the previous carriages were sleepers, so everything seemed very quiet. Yan Song arrived at the eighth carriage, ordered porridge and some side dishes, sausages, and eggs. The vendor, seeing such a tall and handsome young man, couldn’t help but like him and gave an extra dish for free. "Thank you." Yan Song nodded politely, handed over the money, and prepared to leave with the tray. Just then, a burly man came from behind, not watching his path, about to stumble into Yan Song. Holding the tray, Yan Song turned quickly, avoiding the man, and stopped steadily, not spilling a drop of the porridge from the tray. The man looked him up and down and snorted lightly from his nose, flipped him off, and spat out a dialect curse meaning something like, damn you, looking for trouble... Yan Song scanned the man calmly, his face stern, and turned away with the tray, striding away with his long legs. The man cursed under his breath, throwing another rude comment. After Yun Ya and Yan Song had breakfast, Yun Ya rubbed her full belly and went to find Ah Yun for a card game, Yan Song followed along to watch. Yun Ya and Mingyue sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other. Ah Yun pulled up a stool to sit by the bed, holding a deck of cards deftly, "Playing cards is folklore back in our hometown, nearly every unmarried girl is good at cards. And with me, hehe, you don’t stand a chance." Yun Ya raised an eyebrow, Mingyue remained indifferent. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel✶fire.net Yan Song picked up a military magazine, leaned back opposite them, slowly flipping through it, occasionally glancing up to look at Yun Ya. "Since I don’t want to hear ’I bullied you,’ feel free to choose what to play." Yun Ya glanced at Mingyue, "I only know ’Fight the Landlord’, just perfect for three people, so let’s play that."