One could say he indulged her to the extreme.
The blizzard trapped both of them in the hotel, which could be considered another way of fostering affection.
Qin He had woken up very early, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window were half-drawn, allowing the white light from the outside to seep through.
It must have been late already, but Meng Tingxu was still sleeping, so Qin He stayed quietly by her side.
Meng Tingxu was almost snuggled into his embrace, her eyelashes quivering slightly, her cheeks flushed with the rosy tint of deep sleep.
She looked so beautiful and enchanting that Qin He couldn't resist bending down to kiss her.
Meng Tingxu wrinkled her nose in displeasure and reluctantly opened her eyes with a glare at Qin He, "If you don't sleep, do you have to keep others from sleeping too?"
