She didn't think this was very appropriate, so she wanted to get up, but as soon as she moved slightly, she saw his brows furrow and heard him let out a moan like he was talking in his sleep.
He was actually sleeping?
Seeing the dark shadows under his eyes, he seemed to be sleeping very restlessly, and she felt a pang of sympathy for him.
But-- ever since she became sensible, she had never shared a bed with anyone, especially not a man, which was really too shameful.
She struggled to rise, but Shuyu's arm was draped over her waist. She wanted to push it away, yet feared she could hurt him with her strength, and in the end, she helplessly realized that this was the only way it could be; she could only wait for him to wake up on his own.
Her mind was a mess, but at some unknown point, Dong Huiying also became sleepy.
As she fell asleep, little did she know that after she had, Shuyu suddenly opened his eyes, clear and bright.
