Before Zhong Lingling had time to think more, she felt her whole body suddenly lighten, as Xiang Yimo lifted her off the sofa.
Zhong Lingling's eyes snapped open, glaring at Xiang Yimo.
From her angle, she could just catch Xiang Yimo's proud chin held high, unable to see his expression clearly.
She guessed that Xiang Yimo must have thought she was asleep.
She recalled how during the first few days after marrying into the Xiang Family, she would actually sleep slumped on the sofa, but would wake up the next day by Xiang Yimo's side.
Back then, she thought Xiang Yimo was truly ill and even believed she had climbed into his bed in a daze. Now, it seemed that on those days, it was Xiang Yimo who had carried her to the big bed after she fell asleep.
"Xiang Yimo, what are you doing?" Zhong Lingling suddenly spoke, evidently giving Xiang Yimo a fright.