Nian Junting suddenly had a weird feeling. When Luosang's palms pressed on his hip bones, shivers ran down through his entire body from the top of his head and almost made him moan with pleasure.
He couldn't stop his breath from becoming quicker and heavier.
As his body felt more and more strange, he hurriedly pushed her hands aside.
"What's wrong?" Luosang thought he didn't like it.
"I'm tired, I should get to sleep," he said.
Luosang helped him lie down, then tucked him in.
He closed his eyes. His heavy brows frowned even when asleep, but that didn't change the smooth lines of his face or affect his stunning appearance.
He truly had a breathtakingly charming face.
Luosang rested her eyes upon him for a few extra seconds. As she prepared to turn away, he suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes and caught her staring at him.
"Don't stare at me. Turn off the lights, and go to bed," he said.
