After waking up, Su Qing's naive expression from her sleep was immediately gone, revealing nothing more than a natural facade of composure.
At this moment, her plain and elegant face shimmered with a serenely cold and beautiful solitude.
Like a snowy mountain, admirable yet unapproachable.
Gu Ran, however, was not afraid, as he hadn't done anything wrong.
"I wanted to secretly kiss you," he replied.
Could that be considered a bad thing?
Certainly not.
Su Qing couldn't say anything in response; she wasn't hung up on it and tried to sit up, but Gu Ran quickly pressed her back down.
Su Qing looked at him with eyes full of questioning doubt.
"Be careful with the blanket, don't let He Qingyan catch a cold," Gu Ran said.
Only then did Su Qing realize the other person under the same blanket wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing.
She wouldn't uncover the whole blanket by getting up, but even a little exposure might reveal quite a bit of He Qingyan.
