1813 Now You Don’t Want to Let Me Go?

That numbing and tingling sensation made Shi Xiaoya tremble uncontrollably.

Han Zhuoling sighed. "I have to go. Or else if I leave later, it would not be good if other people saw."

"Okay," Shi Xiaoya answered in a soft voice.

"If I leave, can you still fall asleep?" Han Zhuoling asked, chuckling.

"No, I can't anymore," Shi Xiaoya replied honestly.

"Then I really won't want to leave," Han Zhuoling said in a low voice. He pressed her closer to him and said, "I really want to hug you like this and continue lazing around on the bed."

This time, Shi Xiaoya could not hold back her laughter.

She wrapped her arms around Han Zhuoling's waist.

His was thinner than she expected, and it was very solid.

"Now it's you who don't want to let me go?" Han Zhuoling asked jokingly.

"No!" Shi Xiaoya quickly let go.

"Continue denying it," Han Zhuoling said resignedly and kissed her again. "I'm leaving. See you in a bit."