A Human-shaped Bolster

Wei Wucai was speechless.

Was this girl treating him like a bolster?

Wei Wucai looked down and saw her wrapping her arms around his waist. She was almost burying her face in the upper part of his thigh.

Immediately, he realized he was doomed.

If… she had continued lying like this for the entire night, he would not be able to endure it.

However, Wei Wucai didn't dare to move.

If he moved, he might wake her up.

If Yan Zhiqing noticed how she was hugging him, it would be even harder for her to face him, and she would avoid him even more.

However, if he sat stiff and tense like this without anywhere to lean on, it would feel really uncomfortable.

It might have been because Yan Zhiqing had held him when he was just about to get up.

At this moment, Wei Wucai could only carefully edge towards the back.

Finally, his back leaned on the headboard.

At least he felt a little more at ease.