When Xiao Liulang finished washing, she had already fallen asleep on the pillow.
A lamp was left on in the room for him.
With the weather warming, the thick blanket was too hot, so she kicked it off halfway.
Xiao Liulang hesitated, then walked over and pulled the blanket over her.
Then he extinguished the lamp, slowly lay down beside her. At first, he faced away from her, but staying in one position too long made his body numb.
So he turned over.
What he didn't know was that Gu Jiao also turned over at the same time, moving her head onto his pillow.
His lips inadvertently brushed against her cheek.
His mind went blank for a moment, turning completely blank.
The rain outside was getting heavier, hitting the roof tiles with a steady rhythm, but he didn't hear it, his mind completely focused on his own heartbeat.
Instinctively, he raised his hand, intending to push her away, but his hand didn't quite hit the mark, approximating a new, strange warmth, his mind exploded...
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