Bo Yan quickly finished his own clean-up, drained the bathtub, and cleaned the bathroom a bit more. He had already freshened up earlier, so after a quick tidying, he returned. When he closed the door, turned off the lights, and lifted the covers, Xia Siyu automatically moved closer to him, wrapping around him like an octopus out of habit. She even found the most comfortable position and drifted into a secure sleep.
Bo Yan watched the person sleeping in his arms, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Even he hadn't anticipated that, although they had been apart for some time recently, their relationship had grown closer. This natural familiarity and the comforting feeling of being able to rely on him made him incredibly happy.
Maybe she hadn't fallen in love with him yet, but she had already begun to depend on him, trust him, and get used to having him in her life.
