Then she glanced sideways at the man sleeping beside her, his eyebrows, his eyes, so close it was almost like a dream.
She couldn't help but timidly lean closer, slowly... bit by bit... her heart pounding faster and faster.
It was not until her nose was almost touching his that she stopped and looked at him.
For a long time, so long that her neck started to ache, her lips lightly brushed against Ji Chicheng's lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Her heartbeat accelerated again, and she quickly lay back down.
She couldn't do it, she still couldn't love him openly, she could only love him in her heart, without him knowing.
Ji Anning couldn't sleep at all and felt extremely tormented; she felt that this was not okay, that she would go crazy, she was really going to lose her mind.
She simply threw back the other side of the blanket and tiptoed out of bed.
