But she was too sleepy and couldn't differentiate whether it was a dream or reality. She forgot everything when she woke up the next morning.
Xuxu opened her eyes; the man next to her was still in a deep sleep. She stole a glance at him and lifted the blanket gingerly as she felt for the edge of the bed.
Her feet had barely landed on the ground when a pair of hands grabbed her by the waist. "Sleep a little longer."
Yan Rusheng's hoarse and sleepy voice stopped her.
"I'm not sleepy anymore." She pushed him away and stood up. She picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom.
A short while later, she came out of the bathroom, fully dressed. "I'll go get breakfast."
She spoke as she walked towards the door, throwing him an indifferent glance when she walked past the bed.
Her indifference made Yan Rusheng feel slightly disappointed. When will she stop being so cold and aloof to me?
