Ye Qilan even thought that Su Hongxing should have been his childhood sweetheart.
With that in mind, he looked at the sleeping woman. She was sound asleep, looking peaceful, with a rosy complexion, very tender.
Everyone said she was fat, called her ugly, but only he knew how good her skin was.
This woman was not ugly at all...
Su Hongxing had the most refreshing sleep. When she opened her eyes, she found Ye Qilan's gaze fixed on her.
Getting closer, she saw the bloodshot in his eyes and frowned, asking, "Didn't you get enough sleep last night?"
"I didn't sleep much, I was thinking about something." Ye Qilan pulled Su Hongxing into his arms and said, "Hearing about your childhood last night, I felt sorry for you ..."
"So what?" Su Hongxing darted a glance at Ye Qilan.
Her intention was indeed to arouse his limited sympathy, but why did she suddenly have a bad premonition?
