The man had his eyes tightly closed, and it was unclear if he was asleep. She reached out to straighten his somewhat long silver hair in front of his forehead, then trailed her fingers down from his long eyelashes, over his nose bridge. As her fingers brushed his lips, they were suddenly caught in a firm grasp.
"Can't sleep?" He opened his eyes, deep blue pupils gazing at her intently.
Her face flushed red, then she boldly nodded and said softly, "That cockroach kept me awake."
Every time she closed her eyes, all she could think about was the disgusting image of Zhao Changsheng stepping on a cockroach that afternoon, which made it very hard to feel sleepy while lying on the ground.
The man watched her for a while, then pulled most of her body into his arms and lifted her up slightly before leaning in for a kiss.
Su Mo became rigid, not daring to move. Behind Lu Chen was the steady breathing of Li Qian.
