Luo Juntian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I didn't think that the strict you would make such a prank by dirtying my clothes. Is it really that fun?" For some reason, even though she intentionally dirtied his clothes, he did not get angry. Instead, his heart was full.
"En, fun, very fun!" Tang Wanyi nodded in his embrace and closed his eyes. Hearing the heavy and forceful beating of his heart, his heart became very tranquil.
Luo Juntian lowered her eyes and looked at the top of her head. "Seeing how painful you are, I'll let you play a little more …" He raised his hand and gently caressed her hair. She wanted to touch it, but he didn't want her to know.
In front of the mirror, they were silently hugging each other. It was a prank that only a child could play, wrapped around the two hearts that needed warmth.
15 minutes later.
Tang Wanyi's hands, which were hanging around his waist, slowly loosened up and stepped forward. His breathing was steady and his face was calm.
"Warm —" Luo Juntian called out to her. He was about to freeze from standing, so why wasn't this woman responding at all?
He carefully pushed her away and lowered his head to look. He couldn't help but smile. She had already fallen asleep. No wonder she remained motionless for such a long time. She actually thought of him as a mattress.
He picked her up and carried her out of the bathroom and onto the bed.
She was truly tired to the point that she could fall asleep while standing up.
He went back to the bathroom to get the bandages and held his breath, carefully helping her tie the bandages. As long as she frowned, he would immediately stop and gently rub her head with his palm.
When he was done, he let out a long sigh. It was even more dangerous than bungee jumping.
Looking at the sweet-sleeping woman, he also felt sleepy. He took off his jacket and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. Lying beside her, he soon fell asleep, feeling extremely peaceful.
Daybreak had arrived.
"Hiss — —" It hurt so much, why did his body hurt so much?
She opened her eyes in a daze and saw the gorgeous chandelier. She knew that she was at home. Suddenly, she felt breathing coming from the side of her face.
There was someone else on the bed?
Was it Luo Juntian? She instantly tensed up and held his breath. It couldn't be him, right? But besides him, who else could sleep in this room?
Slowly turning his head, under the gentle white light, his tranquil and divine appearance was engraved in her pupils. His features were exquisite and profound, and he did not seem to have the slightest bit of power or sharpness to wake up from.
She reached out to touch his face, but there was a knock on the door.
Luo Juntian woke up with a frown, but Tang Wanyang quickly retracted his hand.
"Who is it?"
"Young Master, Young Madam, Master wants you two to come over after you get up."
"Okay, let's get up and go right away," Tang Wanyi replied before quickly getting up from the bed.
Outside the door, the housekeeper left. Luo Juntian had finally woken up. She saw Tang Wangyang walking away from the locker room. She let out a long breath and got out of bed.
Tang Wanyi chose a black dress and put it on. He then stood in front of the mirror and tied it with a belt.