Next day , Rong Xinghe got up to find herself in the man's arms. The girl smiled slightly when she saw Xi Yuan sleeping like a child. He had completely locked her in his embrace as if he was afraid that she would run away. The man's one hand was firmly holding the small of her back while his other hand supported her head on his arms.
It was now that the girl observed the man from so up close. His toned and masculine body , his perfectly carved thin lips , his calm and unmoving eyelashes , his breath against her cheeks , his cropped black hair , his thin jawline and his long neck. Damn it ! This man was like a sculpture made by god himself. Rong Xinghe finally freed herself from the man and placed a cushion in his arms.
But how could Xi Yuan not sense the absence of his Xinghe ?
The man's lashes fluttered vigorously and his brows involuntarily furrowed as he opened his eyes ,"Where are you going ? "
