So it was that the distance between them became so close, not even a sliver of space was left.
Miss Xin Shisi closed her eyes, her body tensed up, and she pressed herself to his side, like a thief in the night.
After staying so close for a while, finding that Xu Yang still had no reaction, the little fox finally began to relax, trembling as she parted her eyelids, cautiously sizing him up.
He lay there quietly on his side, still deep in sleep. His features were not particularly handsome, but from inside out, he exuded an air of bravado, deep and lofty, stable and powerful, giving one a sense of peace of mind.
Gazing at him like this, the nervousness, indecision, and unease in Miss Xin Shisi's heart dissipated in an instant, leaving only a sense of safety, warmth, and calm—as if at that moment, even if the heavens were to fall and the earth to split, it would have no effect on her.
