I Need Someone to Carry Me

Shen Hanyu pushed the door open.

Under the warm yellow light, he saw the girl hugging a blanket and leaning against the headboard. Her head was slightly lowered and the book in her hand had fallen to the side. She was obviously too tired from waiting, and had fallen asleep in the process.

Shen Hanyu walked over, picked Sang Qianqian up, and placed her on the bed. Although his movements were extremely light, Sang Qianqian was still jolted awake. She opened her eyes in a daze, "Hanyu, you're back."

She was half-awake, her eyes misty, her lips moist and red, looking innocent and pure. Shen Hanyu's heart ached. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Sang Qianqian subconsciously reached out and hugged Shen Hanyu back, making his eyes turn darker. He hugged her even tighter and silently deepened the kiss.

The trembling spread through her limbs and bones like endless waves. Sang Qianqian's long eyelashes trembled before she closed her eyes again.