The next day, by the time Anran had woken up, Su Yicheng had left already, and the other side of the bed was empty.
Anran lay on the bed, and, looking at the pillow on the other side, her face began to flush slightly. She thought that she would find it hard to get used to—hard to get used to sleeping in the arms of an unfamiliar man—but now it seems that this wasn't the case at all. After all, she didn't despise his embrace. In fact, being embraced by him brought her a sense of peace and tranquility that she had never experienced before.
After Anran finished her morning routine and opened the bedroom door, she smelled food cooking.
