She didn't open her eyes, but her cheeks already showed an unusual blush.
Liang Yuan leaned against her bulging curves, able to hear her rapid heartbeat.
She was pretending to sleep.
What seemed like dream talk was actually her confession taking this opportunity.
A touch of affection rose in Liang Yuan's heart, allowing her to hold him, and he softly said, "Good girl, Brother Liang knows, Brother Liang also likes you in his heart."
He gently caressed Dong Yan's cheek, speaking softly.
Dong Yan's face was a bright red, but not out of desire, rather an indescribable warmth and longing.
She instinctively rubbed her cheek lightly against that large hand, feeling his breath.
This was the closest she had ever been to Brother Liang, and also her boldest move.
Liang Yuan gently pried her hand away, covered her with the blanket, thought for a moment, and kissed her slightly chubby cheek.
Then he laughed and got up, closing the door behind him as he left.
