Tang Anzhi opened her eyes once more and met the magnified handsome face right before her, with features carved as if by a skilled sculptor, seemingly charged with a bewitching charm that drew in all her attention…
"Awake!" Huangfu Zheng's deep voice resonated above her head.
Blinking, Tang Anzhi felt somewhat dazed before gradually asking, "What time is it now?" Her voice carried a post-sleep huskiness, sexy as hell.
"Nine o'clock," Huangfu Zheng replied, finding her bewildered look particularly adorable, his heart going utterly soft.
…
After lying on the bed for a while, Huangfu Zheng got up and, in passing, scooped up Tang Anzhi and took her to the bathroom. Seeing the green and purple shades on her body, his gaze darkened suddenly, realizing he had been too rough just now.
He calmed his mind to help her clean up, then, carrying a somewhat weakened her, he laid her on the sofa and went to change all the bedding.
