"Move over," Lu Zihao said instead of answering Long Jinjing's question right away.
She scooted over to the other side of the bed to make room for him. He climbed on it and laid down his huge body beside her. The bed creaked under his weight. Then he pulled her in his arms before covering both of them with the comforter. Sighing in satisfaction, she pressed herself closer to his body and cuddled with him.
"We only have thirty days," he said.
His words were like cold water dousing the warm and comfortable feeling of the moment. Indeed, they only had thirty days. Although she was the one who suggested the condition in the first place and they both agreed, he didn't have to talk about it right now while they were cuddling.
She wasn't regretting her decision. Not at all. At least, not at the moment. And she hoped that she wouldn't regret it when their one month was over.
