She was extremely tired.
Because of his presence, she hadn't slept at all in the first half of the night, and now, after lying down, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.
It was unclear how long had passed when, in the darkness, the man opened his eyes.
The pillow that had been between them was disdainfully thrown off the bed by him.
Mu Jingxi tentatively stretched out his hand and touched her face, the smooth skin felt as delicate and soft as silk.
He pinched it, and the breathing of the sleeping Qiao An became erratic for a moment.
Mu Jingxi's thin lips curved into a faint smile, and he then proceeded to pull her body into his embrace.
At first, she struggled a little and uttered a murmur from her red lips.
However, once he pulled her into his arms, she settled down.
Mu Jingxi held her steadily in his embrace, and Qiao An quieted down quickly; at this moment, she was extremely well-behaved.
Needlessly, this evoked affection.
...
Golf club.
