Xiang Ling snuggled closer to the source of warmth. She felt arms tightening around her waist as her husband pulled her closer in his embrace. With her face pressed against the smooth chest of the man, she smelled the familiar fresh scent of night that reminded her of a particular someone and her home.
Realizing that it was Wei Guang who was holding her, a smile spread on her lips and she pressed her entire body against the man. Unfortunately, her movements stirred him up from his sleep.
Both of them opened their eyes almost at the same time and looked at one another. At first, Wei Guang smiled at her warmly but then the smile disappeared from his lips as his gaze moved lower from her face.
