I've heard.
Happiness begins with a door.
Yao Beikun stood in front of that door, took a deep breath, and knocked.
The whole place was very quiet.
So quiet that all he could hear was the somewhat rapid sound of his own heartbeat.
He knocked again, but still, no one opened the door.
Yao Beikun reached for the door handle, gripping it firmly.
The door suddenly opened.
Ali hadn't locked the door.
He walked in, and on the large bed, a petite figure lay on the right side, eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
Ali was always such a light sleeper, was she too tired today?!
Yao Beikun walked over to Ali, stopping in front of her, looking at her quietly sleeping form, with her steady breathing.
A sudden smile appeared on his lips.
Yao Beikun bent down to touch Ali's cheek.
As his fingers approached, the woman who had been asleep suddenly twitched slightly but did not wake up, as if it was just a reflex.
Does such a reaction mean she feels insecure?!
