"Yeah, are you looking forward to it?"
Ye Xiao was enveloped by his breath, her whole person, while sitting on the chair, was circled in his arms. She knew it wasn't comfortable for him to reply to emails like this, but she deliberately stayed seated, just to see if he would ask her to move.
"Mmm, I'm really looking forward to it."
Qiao Si's deep, magnetic voice resonated next to Ye Xiao's ear.
His head rested close to her ear, his breaths caressing the side of her delicate neck.
Once her birthday passed, sleeping wouldn't be merely about sleeping anymore, and he wouldn't have to endure such hardship.
"Your voice is so pleasant to listen to, it makes me want to kiss you."
Ye Xiao lifted her head, her gaze tracing upwards from Qiao Si's finely sculpted chin to his lips, then to his nose, and finally his eyes.
Lifting her head was tiring, and just as she was about to lower it, a large hand cradled her.
Her eyes met the sparkling starlight in Qiao Si's deep eyes.
