Fu Shihan said it's taken care of, so it must be, right? After all, who dares to defy him?
Su Wanxin took her phone and checked Weibo again, then relaxed a little.
After Fu Shihan took a bath, he came back and pushed the door open, only to see the room bathed in dim light, her body lying on her side, wrapped tightly in the blanket as if she was about to fall asleep in a daze.
A softness involuntarily surged in the depths of his heart. Fu Shihan walked slowly towards her, lifted the blanket, climbed onto the bed, and asked her softly, "Tired?"
"Mhm."
"Ah." Fu Shihan sighed heavily and smiled bitterly, "Then sleep."
He lay down and gently embraced her, but he was already devoid of any sleepiness.
Her fragrance was mesmerizing, seemingly because she was not quite used to lying in the same bed with him, her body was somewhat tense in his arms.
"I've promised not to touch you, what are you still afraid of?" Fu Shihan sensed her tension and asked softly.
