A Solitary Man and Woman Sharing a Room
The aunt sitting on the outermost side didn't hesitate and shifted towards their side. The space for the three of them wasn't particularly spacious to begin with, and with an extra person, it felt even more cramped.
Jiang Yexun's face turned cold, and he was about to say something when his large hand was held by the small hand beside him. The young girl's eyes were misty and radiant, instantly melting his annoyance. He couldn't help but admire the excellent temperament of little educated youth and couldn't bring himself to argue with her thoughts. Instead, he reached under her, encircling her waist in a place where no one could see, making her more comfortable snuggled against him.
The warmth of that big hand through their clothes made Su Xiaoxiao's body tingle, making her feel both weak and excited. Afraid that someone might notice her reaction, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, leaning quietly on Jiang Yexun's shoulder.