Xu Musen extended his arm as her pillow, and of course, the price was that every noon when he got up, both his arms felt sore and tingly.
Yao Mingyue would then smile and rub his arms for him.
Actually, Xu Musen had never mentioned that he always took advantage of Yao Mingyue using his arm as a pillow to sneakily caress her cheek.
Just for that touch, enduring two hours of naptime.
Sometimes he thought about it and really found himself quite persistent.
"It's clearly because someone dislikes the hard desk and insists on pulling my arm."
Xu Musen said lightly.
"Is that so? Then that someone touching my face while I'm asleep, is that also irresistible?" Yao Mingyue held her cheeks and suddenly leaned in close to Xu Musen.
This perfect, flawless cheek made Xu Musen's face heat up.
How come, she knew about it?
Seeing through his thoughts, Yao Mingyue smiled and said, "Girls are very sensitive to their bodies, let alone being touched, even a few extra glances can be felt."