Perfection
It was already bright outside by the time Xiao li woke up the next morning. However, because of the thick curtains, the room was dimly lit. She felt pleasantly surprised and exceptionally touched when she opened her eyes to Jingyi Wang's peacefully, sleeping face.
She did not know what time the man had returned to the room last night.
The heavy weight of his palms, which quietly lay on her waist as his arms encircled her shoulders, easily allowed her to feel the warmth coming from them.
Nothing is more blissful than waking up beside him. Because of the man, she began her day in a joyous mood.
Even though she had woken up, she was not in a hurry to get up. Instead, she quiety snuggled up to him as she examined his face.
To her surprise, the man was particularly good looking even in his sleep. When he was awake, he was God's favoured person and A.B's elite leader with an emperor like brilliance.