Shi Nuan had no interest in discussing these topics with Song Yansheng so early in the morning. She tried to break free from Song Yansheng's arms and get out of bed.
But Song Yansheng didn't let go: "Why don't you sleep a little more before getting up? It's Saturday today!"
He held her tightly, his nose unintentionally or intentionally nearing Shi Nuan's cheek, an intimate gesture.
Shi Nuan's face flushed slightly, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
Shi Nuan bit her lip, controlling her erratic breathing, and softly said, "Second Uncle... didn't you say you were going to Dong Garden today?"
Last night's turmoil had truly exhausted Shi Nuan's body; even her voice trembled a bit as she spoke.
She was afraid Song Yansheng would lose control and start again, in which case she really wouldn't be able to get out of bed today.
