Jiang Yuzhu gradually became aware of the passage of time. She gently tried to extricate herself from Pei Jingchuan's embrace, wanting to get up and start the new day.
But Pei Jingchuan seemed unwilling to let her go; his arms were still tightly wrapped around her as if to extend this cozy moment a bit longer.
"Jingchuan, I need to get up," Jiang Yuzhu whispered, her tone filled with a soft but firm insistence.
Pei Jingchuan just narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice low and tender, "Stay a while longer, Yuzhu." His gaze shimmered with reluctance, as though he wanted to capture this tranquil morning in his heart.
Looking into Pei Jingchuan's deep and earnest eyes, Jiang Yuzhu's heart inevitably softened. She sighed gently and eventually chose to compromise. She leaned against Pei Jingchuan's chest again, feeling his heartbeat.
Pei Jingchuan's embrace was an irresistible sense of security for Jiang Yuzhu.
