Over the night, Mo Jiangye lost count of how many cold showers he took.
It was only when the person on the bed quietened down that he heaved a sigh of relief. She obediently lay on the white blanket. Her little face was buried in the pillow, revealing half of her pretty face. She was not wearing anything on her upper body. It was covered only with a piece of wool blanket, which left her fair, smooth arms and calves bare. She was sleeping soundly.
It was a little cold in the room. Mo Jiangye covered her arms and calves with the blanket. He stared at her in her sleep and his eyes gradually narrowed, revealing a deep and unfathomable look in them.
They dared to touch his woman…
Suddenly, a beam of cold and fearsome light streaked across his eyes.
