Because they went to bed late, Xue Yang and Lin Xi didn't wake up until the afternoon. Their sleeping positions were quite wild. Lin Xi clung to Xue Yang like an octopus, one of his hands wrapped naturally around her slender waist while the other cradled her head, giving her an infinite sense of security.
When Lin Xi opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Xue Yang's perfect profile. He appeared much more well-behaved in his sleep than when he was awake. His long eyelashes fluttered slightly above his prominent nose and handsome face. If we could just sleep like this forever, it would be quite nice.
She slowly reached out, tracing the contours of Xue Yang's face as her heart thumped uncontrollably. Who would have thought that just a month ago, I considered him a bad person? Yet, I still followed him. If it had been anyone else, I probably would have chosen to endure a night in the cold wind rather than go with them.
