Was He Really So Desperate?

Ye Tianxin had jumped onto Li Qingcang's bed. She buried her head on his pillow and laid next to him. His face was covered with her hair and it felt a little ticklish.

"Why did you come in?"

Ye Tianxin put her arms around his neck and giggled. "I can't get to sleep alone. I want to hold you to sleep." She was like a playful kitten, teasing him mercilessly.

Li Qingcang could hear his heart beating faster, pounding very loudly in the silence of the night. Meanwhile, he felt his head floating in the air. He could not think straight anymore.

"Qingcang, it feels so comfortable holding you in my sleep. Ye Tianxin continued to torment him.

"Go to sleep, Tianxin." Li Qingcang was very nervous and did not know what else to say. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep too. He was laying in bed, waiting in anticipation. He was hoping that something would happen that night, but he was still afraid.