With her hanging onto him like a leech, he carried her up into their bedroom. There were new decorations all over, like a new pair of red pillows, red bedcover, red tablecloth, red undergarments, red cups, they were all in pair, looking very much like a newlywed nuptial chamber.
Yu Jian laid himself down, still with her on top of him. He stacked the pillows onto his back, shifting into another comfortable position as he caressed her hair slowly.
They need not do anything, only by being close and enjoying each other's presence was already enough to bask their heart in fulfillment.
Qing'er closed her eyes and leaned on his chest, listening to the loud and clear thump of his heartbeat. Ba-thump. Ba-thump. It sounded very nice, soothing and pleasant. She liked it very much. Blissfully, she mumbled. "Your heartbeat sounds very much like a lullaby." The best lullaby she had ever heard in her life.
He chuckled. "Does it mean it makes you sleepy?"
