Her hair fragrance filled his nostrils, and just like that, Mo Shiqian fell asleep.
......
The next morning.
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the woman's skin, as clean and delicate as white porcelain, hidden beneath her long hair. She was still sleeping soundly, her breaths even. Resting in his embrace, she looked exceptionally peaceful.
Without much thought, he cupped her chin and kissed her.
Chi Huan was awakened by the kiss, feeling a bit breathless in her drowsy state. Furrowing her brows, she opened her eyes to see the handsome face of the man close-up. She murmured his name, "Mo Shiqian…"
"Hmm."
Still drowsy with sleep not yet departed, she asked, "What's the matter?"
"Time to get up."
Squinting her eyes, she inquired with a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"
"Seven o'clock."
"Hmm… it's still early, I want to sleep a bit more."
