Sleep with Me for a While

Bai Pu: "???"

It took her two seconds to react, and she suddenly turned her head to look.

Beside her, Lu Zhaohe was lying down, his arm resting on his forehead, eyes tightly closed.

He's asleep?!

Bai Pu lowered his arm. He felt slightly warm, his eyes peacefully shut, and his breathing calm and steady.

Yes, he's definitely asleep.

For a moment, Bai Pu stood there dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what Lu Zhaohe was up to.

After a brief pause, she reached out and gently touched his cheek, tentatively calling out, "Lu Zhaohe?"

No response.

She patted his cheek again, "Mr. Lu?"

Still no response.

She couldn't believe that she had thought he was pretending to be drunk in the car.

Bai Pu pursed her lips and got up from the bed.

Originally, she intended to leave directly, but she stood by the bed and glanced back.

Lu Zhaohe, dressed in a suit, lay there in a disheveled manner, with his jacket wrinkled and his shirt half-tucked and half-dangling.