The twigs in the fire had burned up, leaving only dim embers in the ashes to maintain the warmth in the cave.
After looking at the knitted blanket on her body and then at Hao Ren who slept on his side beside her, Su Han turned her gaze toward the light at the entrance of the cave.
The morning had come.
Being planted quietly in the ground at the entrance, the purple gold hairpin was the witness of last night's event.
Su Han turned to look at Hao Ren and found her lying in his arms. With his upper body naked, he held her waist while he slept.
The muscular arm felt heavy and powerful.
While exhaling deeply, Su Han looked at Hao Ren who was soundly asleep again powerlessly.
