The next morning, when Shen Li woke up, Shen Xingchen was already awake.
At this moment, she was staring at him with a very complicated expression on her face.
Their eyes met, and Shen Li frowned slightly.
He couldn't help but think of Shen Xingchen's antics from last night, and his expression became equally complex.
Her antics, their intimacy from last night, felt like a dream.
Especially the fact that he had actually pulled Shen Xingchen into his arms last night—actually considering what it would be like to be with her, convinced he wasn't committing some kind of unforgivable sin.
He must be insane.
Shen Li woke up calmly, while Shen Xingchen's ears turned slightly red, and she slowly retreated from his embrace.
In fact, if Shen Li hadn't woken up, she wouldn't have left his arms at all.
Moreover, before Shen Li woke up, she had already been staring at him for quite some time, secretly tracing the lines of his brows and eyes.
