How did she climb up his bed?
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Huang Yueli was strung up tightly like a taut bow, always under the greatest pressure.
Now, upon seeing that the few of them had already got out of the danger zone and Li Moying's condition started to stabilise, she could finally heave a sigh of relief.
In an instant, she relaxed all her sensed and the sense of tiredness crept over her as her eyelids started to get heavier and heavier.
Finally, she huddled herself against the back of the chair, her head prodding lower and lower and fell into deep sleep.
In the middle of the quiet night.
In the darkness, the man on the bed opened his eyes.
That pair of dazzling peach blossom eyes, when it first opened, it was a bit lost. But very quickly, it became sharp and clear and his gaze instantly fell onto the young lady beside his bed.
Looking at her tired composure, the man's eyes flashed past a glint of tenderness.