In his half-dreaming state, he felt something warm press against him.
Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around it and even rubbed his face against it.
Shang Qinghua's heartbeat was already unsteady and now Yue Mingxuan suddenly hugged him directly.
His face instantly burned and his heart completely lost its rhythm.
Yue Mingxuan, however, had no idea about Shang Qinghua's inner turmoil. In his sleep, he even smacked his lips, as if he were dreaming of something delicious.
Seeing how cute Yue Mingxuan looked, the tension that had been tightly wound in Shang Qinghua's heart finally loosened.
A sense of peace spread through his limbs, and heavy sleepiness swept over him.
Just like that, the two of them clung to each other like a pair of octopuses and slept all the way until dusk settled in.
Yue Mingxuan stretched lazily.
This nap had been unbelievably comfortable.
After waking up, his head did not hurt, his vision was clear, and he felt refreshed all over.
