Su Jia lay on his chest, sleeping soundly.
But Lu Yanhe felt it was unfair. He hadn't had a good night's sleep in years, so why did she get to sleep so peacefully?
He reached out and pushed her away, thinking that this would wake Su Jia, but she only turned over, facing away from him and sleeping even more sweetly.
The hem of her nightgown had ridden up a bit, revealing her slender, soft waist, making him instinctively react.
Lu Yanhe's gaze darkened slightly, as if a flame was gradually igniting.
He turned her body over and saw that her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had something on her mind.
Unable to resist, he lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.
"Mmm..." Su Jia murmured vaguely, feeling somewhat uncomfortable even in her sleep.
Her hands instinctively lifted to wrap around his neck, afraid to let go, as if fearing he would leave.
Lu Yanhe didn't push her away either, allowing her to hold onto him.
