And if he was in a bad mood, he would torment her to death every time...
But now...
"Didn't you say you were tired?" Rong Moyong looked down into her eyes, "Why don't you close your eyes?"
Fearing he might change his mind, Duan Fei hurriedly closed her eyes.
Perhaps because she was so tired, she actually fell asleep very quickly.
**
Having gone to bed early, she woke up bright and early the next day.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Rong Moyong lying beside her, and he was even looking at her.
Without his glasses, his facial expression looked very relaxed and gentle, his hair soft and tame, presenting a rare non-threatening sight...
For a moment, Duan Fei was taken aback.
Then, recalling the events of the previous night...
Her cheeks slowly began to burn hot.
She couldn't help but pull up the covers to hide her face.
This elicited a low chuckle from the man, and an unsettled, restless big hand under the covers...
