Xing Chen’s movements paused, then became even more gentle.
He leaned back against the headboard, holding her comfortably in his arms, so that her head wound wouldn’t be hurt.
Ran Xiangsi also found a comfortable position, rubbing like a kitten, and then drowsily fell asleep.
One hand gently stroking her smooth long hair, Xing Chen lazily closed his eyes.
He was tired, wanting to rest for a while.
The room returned to tranquility, the night breeze outside blew softly, shaping various forms out of the window drapes.
Overnight, the distance between the two hearts seemed to lessen.
Ran Xiangsi woke up early as she had fallen asleep early.
Just as dawn broke, she drowsily opened her eyes.
Last night’s sleep had been quite comfortable, Ran Xiangsi was just about to stretch contentedly, but as she moved slightly, she immediately sensed something unusual.
Her whole body felt a bit stiff, so she didn’t dare move.
Opening her eyes and looking straight ahead, the first thing she saw was Xing Chen’s magnified handsome face.
Ran Xiangsi immediately held her breath, looked up and down, and saw their positions clearly.
Xing Chen was leaning against the headboard, and she was sitting in Xing Chen’s arms, almost lying on his chest.
In such a position, she wouldn’t hurt her head.
She had thought her head injury would cause insomnia, but unexpectedly, she had slept so well.
It turned out that it was because Xing Chen had held her all night?
Uh, this was a bit confusing.
Ran Xiangsi stood in a daze, scrutinizing the man right before her eyes.
He hadn’t woken up yet; he must be very tired.
Ran Xiangsi silently watched him.
His brows and eyes were as if painted, his eyelashes were long, his nose tall, and his lips very sexy.
"He is really very handsome, and his skin is so good, he must apply a mask every night!" she chattered away, incidentally imagining Xing Chen’s daily life.
Her gaze moved down, landing on the open collar of his white shirt.
Suddenly, she reached out, touching Xing Chen’s chest...
"Hmm, the chest is quite flat...a bit firm, must be all muscles. Indeed, completely different from a girl’s..." Clicking her tongue, Ran Xiangsi giggled heartily.
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Listening to the strong heartbeat beside her ear, she felt a slight blush on her face.
It was her first time being this close to a guy!
Apart from that, he smelled really good, with a hint of grass, and his embrace was very warm, making her feel incredibly secure.
"Could you be a gift from my mother in heaven?"
She murmured, closing her eyes once again, and slowly fell asleep.
An hour later, what woke Xing Chen and Xiangsi was not the doctor making rounds, but the hurriedly arriving Feng Zilun.
"Xiangsi! Xiangsi, are you okay!"
The anxious voice, accompanied by the sound of the ward door being forcibly opened, instantly woke the intimate pair on the hospital bed.
Ran Xiangsi was startled awake, turning her head to see Feng Zilun standing frozen at the doorway, gasping for breath.
Xing Chen also woke up.
His midnight black eyes swept indifferently across the room and glanced at the utterly shocked face of Feng Zilun, then settled back on the woman in his arms.
Ran Xiangsi glanced at Xing Chen as well, hurriedly jumping out of his arms and sitting on the other side of the bed.