Although she wasn't floating, she clearly liked to look at her. Her heart was involuntarily pulled by her smile.
Tonight, he would make a mistake!
He really, really missed him so much …
He sighed deeply and slept close to her on the chuang.
He didn't dare to hug her, for fear that he would scare her away and destroy this rare moment of beauty.
He just sat next to her with his eyes closed, listening to her strong heartbeat, and to her unladylike snores, and gradually his heart calmed down.
Strangely, there was no desire, only a belly full of tenderness and cherishment.
He once again felt a floating aura, as if it had returned to his side. It made him wish that time would stop at this moment so that he could knead her into his blood and bones, never to part again whether she was dead or alive …
When the morning sun shined over the entire bedroom, Su Rui woke up from her horrible dream. She hugged her head with a splitting headache and tried to sit up, but she felt as if her whole body was being held down and she couldn't move at all.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Nie Yiyun's mesmerizingly handsome face. She also saw his hands holding her tightly in his embrace, while his legs were tightly clamped around her legs. His posture was extremely intimate.
No wonder she couldn't move at all, he was tightly binding her like a rope.
For some inexplicable reason, Su Rui moved uncomfortably, trying to break free from his restraints.
But as soon as he moved, he wrinkled his nose, and his hands and feet tightened around her. He mumbled something indistinct, which scared her so much that she quickly closed her eyes and didn't dare to move.
His mind was racing with questions.
Where did Qin Xiaolan go?
She didn't come into his room to find him, nor did she come in here to sleep with her?
When did Nie Yiyun come in here and climb onto her chuang?
Did he take advantage of her?
As soon as these questions entered her mind, she opened her eyes in shock.
He could no longer care about anything else. He pushed his hands and feet away, turned around and sat up. He quickly checked his clothes from top to bottom and carefully checked if there was anything wrong with his clothes.
When he realized that everything was normal, he patted his chest and exclaimed, "That was close."
Luckily, he really was a gentleman, otherwise …
Not daring to think of the horrible consequences, she quietly got out of the toilet, rushed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and quickly changed into a clean set of clothes.
All actions were swift and swift, almost as if they were fighting.
When she came out, she saw that he was still sleeping soundly.
The sunlight shone through the curtains onto his exquisite facial features, making him appear exceptionally enchanting and harmless.
The only thing that was lacking was that his brows were deeply furrowed, and his expression was so brooding that one could not help but feel sorry for him.
No matter how drunk he was, it couldn't make him forget that woman, could it?
He was afraid that he would have to live his entire life under the shadow of that girl.
With a sigh, she walked over to the chuang and reached for the blanket to cover him.
However, when he was closing the lid, he accidentally touched his high nose.
"Yawn!" Suddenly, a sneeze shook the earth.
She pulled her hand back as if electrocuted, throwing the blanket to one side, and she shot away from Chuan like an arrow from a bow and stood beside the sofa.
I'm going to die! What was she doing? What kind of maniac? What sympathy?
At this time, he was still studying on how to empathize with him!
Thyatis, O Thyatis! You have to understand that you are the lamb to be slaughtered, and he is the hateful killer!
There was no need to be polite with him, he should've just seized the opportunity and struck him hard!
To be merciful to the enemy was to be cruel to oneself!
She kept warning herself as she sat up straight and looked at him on the chuang.