Lu Jihan tidied up Song Yinyin, and as he held her and left, he glanced at the clock on the stone wall.
The hour hand pointed precisely at midnight.
He gently laid her on the two-meter-wide Simmons bed, holding her as if fearing she might escape again, embracing her tightly in his arms.
Then, he lightly kissed her forehead.
Song Yinyin lay in his arms, feeling warm, sweet, harmonious, comfortable...
Like a kitten, she nestled deeper into his warm embrace in her sleep, found a comfortable position, and drifted into deep slumber.
When she awoke, the sun was already high in the sky.
Song Yinyin felt incredibly sore all over, even worse than the last time, and if it weren't for important tasks awaiting her, she would have loved to sleep for three days and nights.
She couldn't help but recall some scenes from last night, making her blush.
It seemed that his warmth still lingered on her body, and she subconsciously touched her face with her hands...
