Before dawn, Ye Anqi opened her eyes.
Her waist was encircled by a pair of arms, in front of her was a male chest.
Above her head, his breathing was shallow...
Ya Shitian had secretly climbed onto the bed again last night. Ye Anqi could actually sense it, but she let it be.
She slightly raised her eyes and saw his strong jawline and pronounced nasal bridge.
Cautiously reaching out her hand, she planned to pull out a single strand of his hair.
Although she was eighty to ninety percent sure that they were not siblings, she wanted to be completely sure.
Pinching a strand of hair, Ye Anqi applied a little force — the hair came out!
Ya Shitian's eyes suddenly opened.
Ye Anqi had already closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.
Ya Shitian's deep eyes stared at her for a few seconds.
He gently pulled her hand, but there was nothing in it.
Pulling her other hand, again, there was nothing.
Ya Shitian chuckled, "Stop pretending, where did you hide the hair?"
