Bai Yiran lay on her side in bed, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, her heart pounding uncontrollably. She felt inexplicably like a newlywed.
But strictly speaking, Bai Yiran was indeed a newlywed, just for the second time.
Leng Yichen finished his shower and stepped out of the bathroom. Seeing Bai Yiran still lying there like a cocoon, his lips curled slightly.
Bai Yiran wasn't really asleep; she could clearly distinguish by sound that Leng Yichen had finished his shower, had come out, and was slowly approaching the bedside.
Suddenly, a warmth enveloped her from behind, and Bai Yiran fell into Leng Yichen's embrace.
Leng Yichen's large hands wrapped around Bai Yiran, exploring her clothes but realizing the pajamas were far too complicated; he couldn't find an opening.
