But she didn’t expect that when she got there, just as she placed her hand on his cool forehead, suddenly, his eyes, which had been deeply shut, opened: "What time is it?"
Ye Ning was taken by surprise by his sudden awakening, and couldn’t react: "Now? It’s past ten."
"It’s so late? Why aren’t you asleep yet?"
Just like that, without waiting for Ye Ning to respond, he suddenly reached out, scooped her up at her waist, and drew her onto him.
"It’s very late, let’s sleep. You’re not in good health!"
He said this as if they were back to sleeping on the bed together before, holding her entirely, placing her on the sofa, one hand resting on her waist, his face buried in her soft hair, and he didn’t move.
Ye Ning was completely stunned!
What was happening? Her health was bad? Was he still half asleep?
She felt overwhelmed by his masculine scent, blushing, trying to wriggle free.
But this man holding her, as soon as she moved slightly in his embrace, his arms tightened further: "Don’t fuss, sleep, your husband still needs to get up for work early."
He truly was sleep-talking, even used the words "your husband"...
Ye Ning heard this and finally stopped moving. He was strong, and even ill, she couldn’t break free.
Besides, once he held her in his arms, smelling that familiar masculine scent, along with the warm familiarity, suddenly, she didn’t want to move either, like really wanting to indulge lazily for just one night.
Perhaps, even she herself didn’t realize, she still yearned for the warmth he gave.
So, not long after, she heard his even breathing by her ear.
She listened, blinked, and eventually, nestled into his arms, the two of them embraced, and they really just fell asleep like that.
He was just sleep-talking, it was nothing...
When Ye Ning fell into her dreams that night, the last thought in her mind was just that.
But what she didn’t know was, just when she finally fell asleep, the man who was holding her tightly behind suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, cool and clear.
Her hair smelled nice, her body’s scent was pleasant too.
The only thing he didn’t like was that after so long, having her back in his arms, she seemed to have lost so much weight, she felt bony, unlike before when he had taken care of her and she was plumper.
Feeling this, his somewhat pale face showed a trace of dissatisfaction in the dark.
This time, it was her turn to speak, though she was truly sleep-talking.
So behind her, his thin lips curled slightly, finally, a hint of satisfaction appeared on his breathtakingly handsome face...
Lin Yebai was always waiting in the Tang Garden for the owner of the Phoenix Blue Ink to return.
But to his disappointment, he waited until midnight, and no one came back from over there, so he finally couldn’t contain himself, went downstairs, and headed to that antique shop.