Wei Chengfeng knew that if he rolled over and pressed down now, all these issues could be resolved.
But he still did not do that, not because he distinguished between a gentleman and a villain, but simply because he did not want to do it.
He took a deep breath, peeled the person off himself, threw back the covers, got out of bed, and went straight to the bathroom.
The person in bed, however, was sleeping soundly, completely unaware of what had happened after she had fallen asleep.
That night, for Wei Chengfeng, was not a good sleep; it could also be said that he did not sleep peacefully.
He even did not understand why he was masochistically bringing her beside him again and again, fully aware that she slept restlessly.
Could it be just because of the fresh, pleasant scent on her body?
No, that reason obviously did not make sense.
So what was it really about?
