She had never been hugged by him to sleep like this before. She felt sweet in her heart, but there was more sourness and a bit of resentment. Thinking back to the past, her nose felt even more sour. She thought angrily, were they a little too intimate?
At the end of the night, neither of them spoke. In this position, the two of them quietly felt each other's existence. In the end, they both fell asleep. Leng Yerong did not get enough sleep during the day but he slept all the way until dawn.
Perhaps it was because the scent in his arms was too sweet, it made the quality of his sleep surprisingly good.
The next morning.
The sun shone through the window and covered Xu Ying's eyes. She couldn't help but bury her head in the pillow. She sucked hard twice and found that the pillow was a little hard. Her breath was wrong, and there was a heartbeat.