Xue Guangli woke up with Long Huojin wrapped around her; their legs tangled, and she felt his warm breath on her face.
He was sleeping peacefully; his long lashes fluttered against his cheeks.
Xue Guangli had to go to work, but she didn't want to leave without telling him. So she nudged him until he woke.
Long Huojin's eyes lidded open, meeting hers. He wore a sly smile, and Xue Guangli stared at him, dazed. He wasn't just handsome; he was beautiful, devastatingly beautiful.
Whenever women passed by him, their breaths caught, even she did, but she hated to admit it before.
If it weren't for their families, Xue Guangli might have admired him from a distance, without being able to reach him. He was untouchable, and yet now, he wrapped himself around her.
"Xue Li," he said breathlessly.
Xue Guangli smiled sheepishly. "I have to go home and change, and then head to work."
