When Myra woke up in the morning, she found herself curled up in Kian's arms.
At the same time, Kian had woken up and was looking at her silently.
"… It's so strange to see you in the morning," said Myra, blinking her almond eyes.
He smiled and asked in a low and mellow voice, "Do you like it?"
She nodded and shrank back into his arms. Her face gently rubbed against his pajamas. "Yes."
Kian closed his eyes and held her tighter. He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."
She tickled his heart. If it went on like this, he would probably lose control and have her directly.
Myra didn't know what he was thinking. He held her a
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ith a fake smile on his face, Henson said, "Hah-hah, pay attention to have a good rest, don't work too hard."
There was no expression on Kian's face, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Then he cleared his throat awkwardly.
Henson smiled again and said, "If you don't have anything else to say, I have to hang up now."
"Wait!" Kian suddenly asked.
"What?"
Kian looked back at the other side of the glass door, and saw Myra eating without any distraction. He turned around and said in a lower voice, "Have you known what happened in the An family yesterday?"
Henson's tone was neither warm nor angry. "You mean Ned?"