After finishing work, the man returned to bed to sleep.
However, just like the past few nights, he still found it difficult to fall asleep.
Ever since he had held a soft young girl in his arms and slept, he realized he had grown fond of that feeling.
But this was not a good sign.
As the head of the Yan Family, Yan Yan never allowed himself to get addicted to anything.
Because once there is an addiction, it means there is a weakness.
One that can be exploited at any time.
So after lying in silence for a while, the man pulled a pillow beside him into his embrace.
He closed his eyes, forcing himself to go to sleep.
The pillow was initially prepared for her after that night; he thought she would come back to him, but since that night, she never did.
The pillow remained empty.
This moment, it was a perfect substitute for her.
Even though the feeling was nowhere near comparable.
Yet, due to having a good routine, even if he suffered insomnia, it wouldn’t last too long. After a while, Yan Yan gradually fell asleep.
He didn’t know how long had passed when he felt that the pillow in his arms somehow turned soft, faintly emitting a familiar milky fragrance.
Yan Yan couldn’t help but hold the ’pillow’ in his arms tighter.
Until a soft whimper sounded by his ear: "Mmm..."
It was clearly a girl’s voice.
And in his arms, it was definitely not a pillow.
Yan Yan’s mind instantly cleared, his phoenix eyes exuded a sudden icy sharpness.
His large hand already gripped the other’s neck at once.
He harshly spoke: "Get off!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, before he could release the harsh aura of malice, he saw the young girl lying on his bed.
That delicate white face, and those bright clear eyes shining even in the dark.
Who else could it be but Yun Qiluo.
Seeing it was her, the man’s hostility vanished instantly.
His voice softened subconsciously: "Why is it you?"
Yun Qiluo already felt wronged, unable to sleep, so she decided to come find him.
Unexpectedly, just as she fell asleep, he gripped her neck, and even got angry at her.
The words the maid said suddenly surged up.
He really didn’t like her anymore! He didn’t come back to eat, nor did he let her sleep with him!
Her eyes immediately welled with tears, and after staring at the man for a few seconds, her lips quivered suddenly, and tears streamed down.
Hot tears fell on the back of his hand, Yan Yan was taken aback.
Before he could react, the young girl slapped his hand away and got up from under the blanket.
After wiping her tears with a hand, feeling both wronged and angry, she huffed a line: "If you don’t want me to sleep, then I won’t sleep! I’ll just go back!"
She turned to leave after speaking, but before she could take a step, her wrist was caught.
She was already unsteady, and with one pull from the man, she fell back into his arms.
Yan Yan firmly wrapped her in his arms, pulling the blanket over them at the same time.
His chin rested on her small shoulder, smelling the milky fragrance from her, as he looked at her reddened eyes and her breathless crying.
His voice was slightly hoarse from waking, lazily he said: "When did I ever say you couldn’t sleep, huh?"
Yun Qiluo cried even harder, turning her face to the other side, refusing to make a sound.
He clearly did, even told her to get off; she heard it all!
She sobbed uncontrollably in his arms, looking extremely pitiful, stirring an inexplicable stabbing pain in Yan Yan’s heart again and again.
Holding her close, his beautifully handsome face taking on an even more lazy expression.
He extended his long fingers, gently wiping the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
His voice soft and tender: "Why are you crying?"