"Yixuan…" His lips opened and closed, but it was Xia Yixuan's name that he called. He looked down at the exhausted woman sleeping in his embrace, an unfathomable intention flashed across his face.
In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight seeped in, Xia Ruoxin's body clock woke her up. No matter how tired she was, she would wake up at the same time every day. She carefully sat up, staring intently at the man beside her. It was for the first time she saw him with such clarity.
He looked a little less ruthless in his sleep and a little quieter. There were strands of hair sticking by his ear, and his firm chest rose slightly from time to time. His chest was wide and safe. If he showed loved to a woman, he would give her the entire world's happiness.
But if he hated a woman, he would ruin her whole life.
