Lin Wan finally understood. Li Yanchen really did not move the entire night.
Turning off the alarm clock, she stretched her legs and kicked Li Yanchen a few times. He stretched his legs. The numbness was fading.
The man looked at his face on the screen of his mobile phone. The dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible, so he opened his suitcase and took out the glasses he carried with him.
'He's short-sighted?' For so many days, Lin Wan had not realized that Li Yanchen looked rather handsome with glasses. He looked just like the teacher that Lin Wan had idolized in university.
For a moment, Lin Wan felt that old men were quite charming.
Feeling the stare on his back, Li Yanchen turned around to meet Lin Wan's eyes. Their eyes locked. The two of them then turned away in embarrassment.
"I'll wash up and then cook some noodles." Li Yanchen's heart raced. He fled from there.
