Sang Luo had been utterly exhausted by Fei Yuan in the first half of the night. That dog of a man was tireless, and she'd angrily kicked him out of bed and thrown him out of the room.
Without a certain lecherous Phoenix getting handsy, Sang Luo quickly fell into a deep, sweet sleep.
In her drowsy state, the mattress beside her dipped. A pair of long, strong arms pulled her into an embrace, and she felt hot breath against her ear.
Si Ye lay quietly on his side next to Sang Luo. He was just holding her, not doing anything else.
He gazed obsessively at the girl's sweet, delicate sleeping face. He was so close he could count her eyelashes, so close he could smell the faint, fragrant scent wafting from her…
'I want her so badly.'
'I'm going crazy wanting her.'
'But I can't bear to wake her.'
Si Ye's Adam's apple bobbed, the tips of his ears turning red enough to bleed. He gently clutched the hem of her nightgown, which was also saturated with her sweet scent.
