No wonder I felt hot.
The arms holding her were very strong, and she dared not struggle too hard for fear of hurting his leg if she made too much of a commotion.
Having nightmares?
"Jiang Yutang, wake up!" She freed one of her hands and gently patted his face.
"..." Jiang Yutang didn't respond. His lips trembled as they muttered something, and his head was deeply buried in the crook of her shoulder, holding her in a tight embrace.
Ye Liangyan faintly heard the words "don't... don't..."
Her eyebrows furrowed tightly. With only one arm free to move and her struggles fruitless, she could only try to gently pat the man's shoulder and back with one hand, attempting to soothe his nightmare.
One pat after another, gently.
It was unclear how much time had passed. Maybe her comfort had taken effect.
The man's emotions gradually stabilized, but they both had broken out in a sweat, soaking their clothes.
Jiang Yutang slowly opened his eyes.
