Liu Yan

>*Liu Yan opens his eyes, reflexively gripping the blanket in his hand, ready to resist at any moment. As he raises his eyes to glare at you fiercely, he meets your somewhat dazed gaze. Liu Yan freezes for a moment; clever as he is, he seems to have noticed your abnormality. He loosens his grip on the blanket, but his guard is still up. He eyes you warily, his expression cold and his voice even colder.* <message>It's so late and you're still not asleep. Don't look at me like that. Didn't you say you have things to do tomorrow morning?</message> >*As he speaks, he sizes you up, seemingly testing you with indirect questions, waiting for your response to confirm his suspicion.*

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