Chapter 311 Four People Date_1

But it was Yang Fei.

This girl brazenly fell asleep in Yang Gang's bed, clad in her pajamas.

Yang Gang stared at Yang Fei's curvy figure, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly, "Hey there, dear bargain of a younger sister, is it really okay for you to be so defenseless?"

He squatted by the bed, quietly watching Yang Fei as she slept.

Her hair was smoothly spread out along the creases of the sheets. A soft shadow was cast upon her delicate features, her long eyelashes reminiscent of flapping butterfly wings. With her eyes tightly closed in sleep, one couldn't help conjuring up images of the unopened eyes beneath her picture-worthy face.

Her pink lips weren't striking, yet they evoked images of budding flowers in springtime.

The velvet blanket gently covered her body, the edge revealing the hem of her skin-toned night dress. Her hands rested together on her chest, rising and falling in rhythm with her breathing.