Only after more than ten minutes did Eldest Young Master Yan move away from her body.
From Zhu Qianying's initial anxiety to the extreme relaxation that followed, and then to the point of almost falling asleep to his gradually soothing breath.
The Eldest Young Master Yan laid on top of her until all his intense physical reactions had mostly subsided before he used his hands to prop himself up on the sofa and sat up.
After sitting up, he didn't rush to leave but turned his head slightly and silently looked at her with his shining deep black eyes.
At first, Zhu Qianying met his gaze a few times, but after a while, she felt somewhat embarrassed, pretended to yawn, turned her face away, and avoided his gaze.
She didn't know how long Young Master Yan had been watching her, but eventually, Zhu Qianying's sleepiness began to take over again.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, she could feel him lowering his head again, his warm breath sprayed on her face.
