Ten minutes later, in the bedroom on the large bed.
The man didn’t even take off his clothes; he just lay down and fell asleep, starting to snore.
It’s the typical behavior of someone exhausted to the limit.
Lu Jing, unable to fight the drowsiness, bathed and washed her hair along with it.
That entire process took at least half an hour.
Compared to that, women indeed have more trouble than men!
Just look at them, washing and shampooing in five minutes without needing skincare or anything, and still having such great skin.
Geez, just thinking about it makes one jealous.
After drying her hair, Lu Jing entered the room, hearing the snoring at the door and immediately softening her footsteps.
She tiptoed to the bedside, crouched down, and quietly watched the man sleeping soundly.
Just one week, and he already looked noticeably thinner.
She dared not think about what they had been through or how tired and weary they were.
Lu Jing’s heart ached!
She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the man’s face.
Instantly, her nose felt sour as well.
Jiang Ye was asleep, but his sense of awareness hadn’t disappeared; he opened his eyes suddenly.
Only to see the woman with tears in her nose.
He immediately sat up, looking as confused as a monk unable to find his head. Dıscover more novels at NoveI(F)ire.net
But the next second, he asked:
"What... what’s wrong?"
Feeling a bit guilty.
Not because he had done something wrong, but simply afraid of seeing the woman cry—as once she cried, he was helpless.
Lu Jing sniffled a couple of times, gazing at the man:
"I’m here, I’m here."
While speaking, he hugged her onto the bed and gently embraced her:
"What’s the matter? Why cry?"
For a moment, Lu Jing couldn’t quite articulate the reason:
Jiang Ye didn’t dare contradict:
If it’s nothing, then let it be nothing.
There probably wasn’t anything amiss.
Lu Jing took a moment to regain composure:
"Jiang Ye," she called out in a hoarse voice.
"You... nevermind, let’s just sleep."
We’ll talk about everything after waking up.
Jiang Ye was still puzzled, but within seconds, he heard the woman’s even breathing.
Upon checking, indeed she was.
The two of them slept straight through to past one in the afternoon.
Jiang Ye woke up first and, knowing the person in his arms was still asleep, didn’t move.
He inwardly marveled: How wonderful!
This simple and plain life is the happiest!
It felt like everything was moving forward with purpose!
Back when he was rescuing people in Fangbei City, his deepest longing wasn’t more than this.
There, he saw too much life and death separation.
Lu Jing had actually also awoken, but in that moment, she didn’t want to move; she just wanted to quietly lie in the man’s arms, listening to his strong, rhythmic heartbeat.
It’s great, this isn’t a dream!
The corners of her mouth involuntarily curved up.
As for Jiang Ye, he seemed to sense something, his gaze lowered to look at the fluffy head resting on his chest, and his lips also curled.
Of course she’d get up—heck, it was nearly two o’clock.
It’s just that for the moment, she wanted to laze around a bit longer.
Jiang Ye chuckled quietly, then with a quick rollover, he pinned her beneath him:
"Then we’ll get up in a while."
This guy really was....
Though Lu Jing felt shy, this time, she wasn’t being coy or evasive at all.
Rather, she was unexpectedly passionate.
Which excited the man quite a bit.
At four in the afternoon, if it weren’t for a sudden phone call, the two of them wouldn’t have ended things just yet.