Spending the Night
Needless to say, Sun Jingwei did not have sweet dreams. How was he supposed to fall asleep like this?
He laid awake for a long time despite his exhaustion, watching Xue Ning snore as she wrapped her limbs around his body like a particularly amorous octopus. The room was dark, but he could still faintly make out her features as she slept.
His heart was beating a mile a minute, and he made yet another attempt to extricate himself from her tight hold. If they woke up in this position, Xue Ning was going to kill him in the morning, no questions asked!
Xue Ning let out a displeased grumble in her sleep and clung on tighter, burying her face in his chest.
Well, that plan was a failure. He takes a deep breath, and regrets it when he smells a sweet scent permeating his nostrils.
Xue Ning's scent was dangerously addictive, yet soothing. He couldn't resist the urge to take another whiff of her hair.