Before the words were finished, her lips had brushed against his.
Both of them were startled, and Jian Yanyan blinked, shoving the medicine box into his hands, "You apply the medicine yourself. I'm going back to sleep first."
Su Junhao held the medicine box, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he watched her retreat like a startled deer, his mood seemingly very good.
Because she slept late at night, the next day Jian Yanyan did not wake up even by nine o'clock. She herself didn't know why, but she slept so soundly in Su Junhao's room.
Su Junhao, however, woke up quite early. He went to the room where Jian Yanyan was sleeping, intending to wake her up so they could go to Yeming City together. But seeing her sleep so sweetly, he couldn't bring himself to wake her.
He just flipped over and lay on the bed himself, carefully observing her features. The more he looked, the itchier his heart felt, wanting so much to kiss her.
