Chu Yuxiao sat up abruptly, glaring annoyed at the unconscious Su Yan, but still rose to carry her to the bed and covered her snugly with the quilt.
The night had deepened, and he too was becoming sleepy, so he had no choice but to get into bed and share the quilt with her.
So warm, so comfortable.
In her dreams, Su Yan couldn't help but snuggle closer to the source of heat, closer…
That scorching heat drove all her chill away, making her feel so comfortable…
Just like that, clinging to the warmth, she drifted back into a deep sleep.
Chu Yuxiao, however, felt her iciness and naturally reached out to hold her in his arms and warm her in his dream.
His arms, that had been empty for so many years, were filled once again, prompting an involuntary sigh of satisfaction.
Holding the person in his arms tight, he buried his head in the soft nape of her neck, inhaling her fragrance, wishing to never wake up.
