Quietly entering the room, Jun Moyan closed the door behind him, took a few steps forward, and looked at the person sleeping soundly at the edge of the bed while holding his pillow. His gaze gradually softened, and his body, weary from a night's work in the winter cold, slowly warmed up.
He approached the bed quietly, then crouched down to look at Wen Xiao'ai.
He reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear, which was covering her face. His warm hand caressed her cheek, his thumb gently stroking just below her eyelid, his eyes filled with tenderness.
He lowered his head closer, leaving a kiss on her forehead, then leaned his forehead against hers, gently rubbing.
He didn't dare use too much force, afraid of waking her.
After lingering in her warmth for a while, he adjusted the blanket over her, then stood up to take his clothes into the bathroom for a shower.
Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
