After she realized something, her heart suddenly tightened, and her mind became clear.
Lying on her side, occupying a corner, her small hand curled up against her chest, she seemed to be sleeping. Yet, as his footsteps approached, she felt as if her heart would be knocked out of her chest by a small deer, and her heart nearly leapt out.
Her ears started to uncontrollably heat up, becoming burning hot.
The footsteps outside stopped in place, and it seemed as if everything between heaven and Earth had fallen silent.
A moment later, with a swoosh, someone from outside opened the tent zipper, and he, entered.
Wen Xian: "..."
!!!
Dammit, she was going to die, her heart was about to burst. Should she pretend to sleep, or should she still pretend to sleep?
However, the man who entered didn't give her much chance to pretend to sleep. In the night, Wen Xian heard his husky voice, carrying a bit of warmth, coming directly, "Aren't you cold?"
He asked.
