The blanket was something that came into close contact with her on a daily basis. However, as of then, nothing was separating it from Qi Chengzhi's body. All of a sudden, Song Yu's entire body felt uneasy. Unable to fall asleep, she tossed and turned on the sofa.
Back in the bedroom, Qi Chengzhi's situation was far worse than Song Yu's.
He had just seen her standing at the bedroom doorway, dressed only in a nightgown. Coupled with the scent of body lotion emanating from her body, he inadvertently got hard.
The memory of seeing her dressed that way surged uncontrollably from the depths of his mind, causing the heat in his body to slowly rise.
He took a deep breath in an attempt to suppress it, but once again, it was her aroma that entered his nose.
It surrounded him completely; after all, he was wrapped in her blanket and sleeping on her bed.
