Her body temperature hadn't yet cooled down, but her breath inexplicably made one feel a chill.
Mo Shiqian looked down at her for a while, grunted affirmatively, then stretched out his arm to turn off the light and still lay down beside her.
In the silent wordlessness, time stretched on as if both had fallen asleep.
Actually, it was still quite early.
They had just made love after dinner.
But Chi Huan was indeed very tired, her body and mind exhausted, she drifted off into a drowsy sleep.
Yet her sleep was shallow, and after a brief nap, she woke up disoriented, momentarily losing all concept of time and space.
Turning over, she sunk even deeper into the man's embrace.
His breathing, shallow and even, was not far from her ear; it was then she realized she had a heavy arm draped over her waist.
Oh... she remembered.
She raised her hand to cover her face, and after a long while, she removed it and then turned her head to look at the man beside her.