"Mhm."
Xu Qian's voice was exceptionally soft, but in the quiet room, Wang Jian still heard it clearly.
Sister-in-law's voice is so nice.
As Wang Jian thought this, his hand was already moving to touch her. The instant he did, he suddenly realized they had never been this close before.
Xu Qian also felt it was surreal. She had originally thought Wang Xiang's presence would be the greatest barrier between them, but unexpectedly, his return had become the very opportunity that brought them together.
Feeling the warmth of Wang Jian's palm, Xu Qian grew very nervous. Although she had secretly kissed him before, that had been different. Kissing someone who was asleep and drunk was nothing like this, with him wide awake. An embrace shared when both were conscious was soft and warm—two of the most comforting feelings imaginable.
Wang Jian's hands were gentle and free of calluses, and their touch completely soothed the anxiety Xu Qian had felt throughout the day.
