Xu Ke left the two people in place and returned to the main bedroom in the main building. He watched Lin Mengyao, who was sleeping like a little kitten buried in the quilt, and his expression softened.
He didn't turn on the lights in the room but instead kissed Lin Mengyao's eyelids gently under the moonlight, then her high nose bridge, and finally her rosy lips.
Like tasting some sort of candy.
He removed his clothes piece by piece and then slipped into Lin Mengyao's quilt.
Lin Mengyao was sleeping sweetly when Xu Ke's actions woke her up before she had the chance to fully come to her senses.
Her weary eyes were too heavy to open completely, and soon a broad palm entwined with her fingers.
"Stop it, I'm so tired." Lin Mengyao murmured with her eyes closed, her voice hoarse and slightly struggling.
