Lin Chu didn't forget that he had just returned to An City this morning after a journey of over ten hours. He certainly didn't get any rest.
"Did you manage to sleep on the plane? Are you exhausted? Why not take a nap? I promise I won't talk."
Lu Huai'an glanced down at the hands wrapped around his waist and said calmly, "Let go."
Lin Chu didn't want him to leave, so she held on tighter, "I'm really not messing around anymore, don't be mad."
The quiet bedroom with snowflakes drifting outside, the warmth of the man seeping through the thin clothes reached Lin Chu, who had been empty for two months. It felt as if she was slowly being filled up again.
The fluffy head rested on his shoulder, unable to fall asleep yet too afraid to move. Her hair tips occasionally brushed against his skin, making it impossible for him to sleep.
Lu Huai'an didn't find it annoying; in fact, his dark eyes seemed to carry a hint of amusement.
