He rose to his feet, walked towards Nanxi with measured steps, as if afraid to make any noise.
Nanxi was sleeping on her side. Her sweet face was serene and tender, and her long hair spilled onto his grey bedsheet like a waterfall. The dress she wore was a light shade of blue. It looked like a vivid blue painting splashed across a gray canvas. She was stunning beyond words!
He reached out, pushing aside the loose strands of hair on her forehead, and tenderly planted a kiss on her cheek. He resisted the urge to linger, then fetched a thin blanket to cover her up…
Actually, the room temperature was just right, but he knew she tended to feel cold.
She tugged at the blanket in her sleep. She didn't wake up but continued sleeping, her little mouth puckered into a pout. The sight of her was adorable. He took a deep breath to suppress the surging warmth in his heart before he turned heel and left the room.
