"Mmm..." A muffled groan slipped into Ji Rui's ears. He opened his eyes to see a face very close to his.
Ji Rui squinted his sleepy eyes, gazing at the dense eyelashes and the startled, panicked dark eyes beneath them.
Feeling the hand in his palm struggling, Ji Rui instinctively tightened his grip. The kneeling person was pulled by this and, unable to control her momentum, fell onto him.
The woman's elbow struck heavily against his rib as she fell, causing Ji Rui to frown in pain. In the blink of an eye, the woman's face, unable to stop in time, was already close to his.
"Mr. Ji…" The woman's panicked whisper, as heard in Ji Rui's heart, was like a startled playful kitten stretching out its tiny paws to scratch, ticklish yet with a slight sting.
Ji Rui's other hand swung up swiftly, but the force he exerted on the back of the woman's head was incredibly gentle.
Just enough to bring her face into the crook of his neck.
"Shh, don't wake Yang Sheng!"
