Yun Shishi, who was sound asleep, did not know that she was in the arms of a god-like man. He was staring at her restful countenance with a heart tightened in knots….
He helplessly sighed.
Looking at the traces of bruising on her body, he decided to wash up with her.
He stood up, carried her into the bathroom, and then prepared to give her a good shower.
For over twenty years, he was the king in the eyes of many. As someone born with a silver spoon, he was well-fed and fastidiously cared for. He did not need to serve anyone.
He even left his beloved son's personal care to the nanny and only provided his son with his material needs.
Hence, his current actions were very clumsy. He even accidentally scratched her a few times. Despite being deep in her sleep, she let out a disgruntled moan like a helpless little kitten. She might even be coquettishly making a silent protest.
Women were delicate creatures, and she was no exception.
