When Tessa Caldwell woke up, Faye was still asleep.
Thinking of everything that happened yesterday, she clenched her fist towards his face, but ended up waving it aimlessly in the air.
Suddenly someone opened their eyes and then grasped her hand, holding it in his palm, "Had enough?"
"What do you mean, had enough? My fist never even touched you." Tessa Caldwell said unhappily, using her other hand to push at his chest with considerable strength. But the man remained motionless.
He reached out with his other hand, wrapped both arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.
In his arms, Tessa pretended to struggle for a moment, then obediently leaned against him.
The two held each other tightly for a long time, as if they wished to hold each other forever.
Her gaze moved in circles, Tessa suddenly thought of her cousin's matter, she looked up at Faye, her fine lashes blinking twice: "Oppa, I want to ask you something?"
