When she realized that Lu Zhao wasn't going to chase her away, Luo Ying smiled happily. "It's fine, it's fine. I don't sleep well either, so when I get into bed, I don't know who's going to kick who."
Lu Zhao said nothing, but when the two of them laid down, he immediately regretted letting her in. As soon as they laid down, Luo Ying turned over and directly snuggled into his arms. Using both her hands and feet to burrow in, she ended up with her entire body half-sprawled on him.
He could not determine if it was the sweet scent of her shower gel, her shampoo, or her skin care products, but his nose was instantly filled with her scent. The unbelievably soft sensation of her skin pressed against his chest. Lu Zhao's breathing became heavier, and his mind went blank for a moment.
He gritted his teeth and asked the question he had asked for the umpteenth time tonight. "What are you doing?!"
