Ning Xia slowed her pace and walked over slowly.
The man was indeed asleep, his large frame lying on the narrow couch in a most discordant fashion, with his long legs hanging off the edge of the couch, making her feel uncomfortable for him.
Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but recall the time she had been injured while filming, and how he too had slept on the couch for quite a while.
She thought, maybe it was his forceful companionship during that time that had gradually breached the defenses of her heart, right?
This man, clearly fashioned as a domineering character, often showed extraordinary tenderness and consideration, leaving one completely defenseless against him.
When was he ever low on emotional intelligence? Clearly, he was a big bad wolf in sheep's clothing~
Ning Xia's lips curled into a smile as she walked to the side of the couch, bent down, spread out the blanket that was only covering his waist, and wrapped it around him from top to bottom.
