"Tomorrow I'll return to the South Sea, they're coming over for the foot ceremony," Shang Yu's deep and resonant voice provided an explanation, his palm caressing Li Qiao's face gently, "Sleep a bit more, hmm?"
Li Qiao relaxed her brows, lazily nodding her head.
She really was tired and didn't want to move, even after spending the whole morning, she still hadn't recovered.
Shang Yu bent down to kiss her forehead, his proportionate fingers slipping underneath the edge of her clothing, caressing her lower back, "Rest well."
This action...
Li Qiao stiffened all over, her face set as she pulled his hand out and slapped it.
The man's rich laugh filled her ears, delivering a deep kiss before turning and descending the stairs.
In the main bedroom, after he left, Li Qiao was without any desire to sleep, looking around his bedroom, styled uniquely for him, nearly entirely in deep tones of black, white, and gray.
