With Jiang Ruan in his arms, Bao Ye just felt incredibly refreshed and full of energy, more fulfilling than after sleeping for over ten hours.
The main reason was that he was in a good mood.
Jiang Ruan, however, was like a field that had been overworked, so tired that she didn't even want to raise her eyelids.
Seeing how exhausted she looked, Bao Ye moved closer and mischievously touched her lips lightly with his fingertip.
Just a gentle tap, then pulled back.
Jiang Ruan was sleeping soundly, suddenly feeling a bit ticklish.
Her delicate brows furrowed, and she raised her hand to swat, not expecting it to get itchy again soon after.
Jiang Ruan couldn't bear it any longer and murmured, "Bao Ye, there's a fly."
As she spoke, she woke up.
She opened her eyes to meet the deep, smiling, dark eyes of the man, instantly realizing it wasn't a fly at all, but him deliberately causing trouble.
Jiang Ruan glared at him, "Aren't you being childish?"
"Yes, childish for you."
