She knew she was being cowardly, but her heart was beating too fast, and she blurted out the words inadvertently.
Li Shengxiao pulled her back, not letting her move.
"Don't move."
In the darkness, those profound eyes were like bottomless whirlpools, harboring deep and unrepentant affection, "I just checked, and he's asleep."
His scorching breath sprayed across Rong Yan's face, her neck, with a faint scent of Dragon Sandalwood, Rong Yan bit her lip, "Should I check again?"
Li Shengxiao, watching her unblinkingly from above, his gaze deep as a secluded well, his voice husky and intense, "Yanyan, I am a normal man."
A normal man, how much did she think he could endure?
Rong Yan felt awkward for a moment, and the slight irritation in her heart suddenly vanished. Her clear eyes brightly looked at him, and she reached out her hand, looping it around his neck.
Everything naturally fell into place.
The night, very long and deep.
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