Mu Huan, who was sleeping, looked very harmless. She was as cute as a little girl. Her skin was fair and tender, and her eyelashes were long like a small fan. The sunlight from outside the window shone on her face, making her glow.
Her little face felt so soft and tender that one could not bear to let go.
Long Feiting momentarily forgot what he was doing, where he was, and how time had passed.
It was only when a strong force grabbed his wrist and was about to break it that he snapped back to his senses and looked up.
He met Bo Junyan's cold and frightening gaze.
"Uncle… Uncle… Professor Bo…"
"What are you doing?"
"I… I… I was… Class is about to start… I… I wanted to wake her up…" Long Feiting stuttered involuntarily.
Bo Junyan looked at him coldly for a while before letting go of his hand. Then, he reached out and pinched Mu Huan's face.
