Last night, he slept alone on the large bed in the study. That bed, which is the same size as this one and also his exclusive territory, kept him tossing and turning for most of the night. It wasn't until almost dawn that he finally dozed off in a daze.
But now, as he holds her in his arms again, his heart, which has been irritated all day, miraculously calms down at the moment she nestles her head into his embrace.
Those two scarves...
Thinking about the object that caused a rift between him and her, Yan Han's eyes noticeably darken. He takes a long breath, closes his eyes, and does his best to push the distant past from his thoughts.
...
Zhu Qianying had a great sleep last night. In her dreams, she seemed to possess a warm heater on her bed, pleasantly surfing the internet and reading books. This heater seemed like a brand-new intelligent model, even featuring a tickling function.
