He asked himself the same question several times. With light footsteps, he stepped forward to approach the bed. He slowly sat on the edge of the bed, afraid of waking her up.
Staring at her, he slowly studied every inch of her face making him realize how charming she was even in her sleep.
His gaze traveled from her thick and long eyelashes that covered part of the skin below her eyes, down to her high nose, her jade-like skin which was as white as snow and pinkish cheek.
Until his eyes fell on the cut on Yu Yan's cherry red lips. Looking at her luscious lips, anyone would be tempted to take a bite.
Staring at it, the unknown feeling from earlier that night started to emerge on his body again. His blood began to boil and his throat began to feel dry. There was a strong feeling of thirst like he had not drank water for a year.
