Han Yuanjun stubbornly hugged Liang Zixuan and refused to let her go. "Don't worry, I have already said good night to Deng Hui and Dai Tian. No one will bother us."
When Liang Zixuan saw his head leaning closer to her, she hid in his arms. "This bed is too small..."
"It's fine." Han Yuanjun's warm breath splashed onto Liang Zixuan's smooth face. It felt a little itchy, like the magic that had bewitched her. "I'll be gentle, it's fine."
"I ..." Liang Zixuan no longer had any reason to refuse. Thinking of how Han Yuanjun had taken care of her in the past few days, she could no longer resist and gave a kiss in return.
Probably because his nerves had been tense for the past few days, Han Yuanjun fell asleep with Liang Zixuan in his arms as soon as they did it.
Liang Zixuan lay motionless in his arms. Afraid that she might disturb his rest, she obediently lay down on the bed.
