The little woman in front of him had eyebrows and eyes full of charm, extremely enticing.
Mu Shaochen hesitated for only half a second before his large hand caressed the back of her head, and he leaned down to kiss her lips.
The tender kiss conveyed their deep love for each other.
In the past, if Qin Wan had taken such initiative, Mu Shaochen would have had no reason not to love her.
But after just one kiss, he let go of Qin Wan.
Gazing at her blushing face, he asked hoarsely, "Wanwan, did you sleep this afternoon?"
Qin Wan's eyes were bright, "I did."
Gazing at his handsome brow and eyes, she gently asked, "Are you tired?"
"Yes, I'm a bit tired from not being active for a long time."
Mu Shaochen's voice carried a hint of weariness.
Qin Wan held his hand and pulled him towards the large bed, considerately saying, "If you're tired, rest."
"Alright."
Mu Shaochen was young after all, although he had been unconscious for over a month.
