I had thought that, in such a terrible mood, I wouldn't be able to fall asleep. Besides, it was only a little past eight in the evening.
However, as Mo Qiansu lay there, the bedding was filled with the masculine scent she was so fond of. It was like a soothing sedative, quickly pulling her into dreams after not having rested well for over a week.
In a daze, she faintly felt a warm heat source pressing against her back and, it seemed, her body was even turned over...
Mo Qiansu "hmmmed" twice, adjusted to a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep.
Gu Xuanye held her in his arms, his empty chest feeling as if it finally found its missing heart. His lips tenderly kissed her forehead, and at last, he closed his eyes contentedly.
The next day.
When Mo Qiansu woke up, there was no sign of the father and son duo on the large bed.
She only found out from the maid that Gu Xuanye had taken the Little Demon King out early in the morning.
