Wen Ran slept for a long while.
It wasn't until her nose started to itch in her sleep that she raised her hand to scratch it.
A deep chuckle echoed above her head. She frowned slightly and slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was the handsome face of Mo Xiuchen, his smile captivating and charming.
"Ranran, you finally woke up!"
He smiled happily, a gentle affection filled his deep, entrancing eyes as he looked at the awakened Wen Ran.
Wen Ran looked at the hair strand pinched between his slender fingers, and asked with a gentle frown, "Did you use this to tickle my nose earlier?"
She had wondered why it had felt ticklish in her dream, it turned out he was the culprit. When had this man become so naughty?
Mo Xiuchen chuckled, showing her the strand of hair, his magnetic voice laced with amusement: "Ranran, this is your hair. I couldn't wake you up, so I plucked one and used it to tickle you."
