Chapitre 71: Before things get dangerous

Two figures stuck together on the hospital bed. Sometime at night, Jasmine had rolled around and now had her face buried in Felix's chest. Felix's arm was still supporting her head like a pillow. 

Jasmine's hand and legs were on Felix's body, hugging him like a bolster. 

Felix had jolted awake when he felt Jasmine was hugging him. He could no longer sleep a wink after he felt Jasmine's soft body pressing on his.

Currently, Felix was staring at Jasmine's sleeping face, tracing its shapes with his eyes. Felix admitted Jasmine had a beautiful face. Beauty was subjective, but if someone asked his opinion, he had to say that Jasmine was his type. Not that Felix knew he had a type. He never thought of such matters before. 

But now, he knew, Jasmine had become the standard for him. Other ladies had become pale in comparison to Jasmine in his eyes.