When Shi Xiuren got up to leave, Song Qinghuan returned to her bedroom, took a shower, and feigned sleep. Her mood had somewhat eased, yet more questions filled her heart.
When Shi Yuhuan went upstairs, he saw Song Qinghuan had already climbed into bed, hugging her bedding. Afraid to disturb her after his shower, he quietly slid into bed next to her.
After lying there for a while, he cradled Song Qinghuan's head onto his chest, his chin rested on the top of her head, his arms encircled her waist. In a posture of intimacy, he held her as she slept.
Song Qinghuan, who obviously wasn't asleep, felt that this position was too intimate, but she also knew that she could not break away. So, she just lay still.
She was somewhat afraid of Shi Yuhuan; if he were to bother her again, she genuinely believed in his stamina - he could keep at her for many more hours.
When Shi Yuhuan was in a bad mood, he was truly beastly, ferocious and ruthless as if he wanted to tear her apart.
