Song Yansheng woke up half an hour later, with the soft lights outside contrasting the quiet night.
Inside the carriage, a peaceful tranquility prevailed.
Someone was asleep, but this time, the sleeping person had changed from Song Yansheng to Shi Nuan.
Song Yansheng glanced sideways, looking at Shi Nuan who was unknowingly leaning on his shoulder, her delicate eyebrows reflecting a tender entanglement.
His lips curved into a faint smile, especially as he saw their intertwined hands, his heart slowly filled with warmth.
He instinctively tightened his fingers, making them fit more snugly with the lines of her palm, not realizing that this simple action would also cause a stir in his shoulder.
The girl's eyelashes, resting on his shoulder, fluttered slightly, then her eyes slowly opened.
"Did I wake you?" His magnetic, slightly hoarse and sexy voice gently slid past Shi Nuan's ear.
