The morning sun shone in through the window. Zuo Yue looked up from the bedside. She had fallen asleep by the bedside the night before.
She turned to look outside the window. She was afraid that Xu Chengfeng would be woken up by the light outside the window, so she quickly got up to draw the curtains.
However, just as she moved, she suddenly froze and lowered her head to look at her hand that was holding Xu Chengfeng's.
She was the one who held his hand to her face last night. Even when she accidentally fell asleep, she was the one who held his hand.
But now, her hand was firmly held in his palm. He used a very light force, but it completely covered her small hand.
Did he wake up at night?
