Jun Yiyi awkwardly shrank in his embrace, feeling his warm face pressed against the skin of her shoulder, his fine hair scattered on her neck, tickling her, this kind of unmatched intimacy, truly bizarre.
Like an old married couple who have known each other for a long time, when tired, they depend on each other, cuddling for warmth.
Jun Yiyi's face heated up, what was she thinking, knowing this person for just a month, who's calling them an old married couple.
This guy is deliberately taking advantage of her, coming to a woman's room in the middle of the night, leaning on her shoulder, what on earth is he trying to do? In any case, she dared not move recklessly, fearing she might anger him, or accidentally stir up his passion, that would be unfortunate, solitude between a man and a woman, and this man doesn't seem like someone with principles.
