Jing Yanxi had been conflicted for days. Now that he had finally put down a burden, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
..
When she returned to the bedroom, Jing Muchen was already half-lying on the bed.
He was holding a financial magazine in his hand and was reading it attentively.
In this aspect, he was different from many people…
He never looked at his phone or his tablet before he went to bed. He would usually throw his phone on the table furthest away from the bed.
When he heard the door open, he looked up and threw the magazine on the bedside table.
"What took you so long?" His tone sounded like he was urging her.
Su Ruowan's face quickly turned red. Just as she walked to the bedside, he passionately hugged her in his arms. His warm palm even rubbed against her waist intentionally or unintentionally.
