She had never worn any sort of jewelry since she was young, and suddenly having something on, especially one that felt somewhat heavy, was a bit uncomfortable.
But... that girl does have good taste!
Turning off the bedside lamp, the man turned to his side, gently lay down on the pillow, and then, as usual, lifted his arm to embrace Ning Xiaofei, who was turned away from him.
She was still asleep, instinctively cuddling closer like a small animal, pressing her back against his chest.
It was only with this soft and warm little thing in his arms that he felt at peace.
Some things, unknowingly, become habits.
She had said she was used to being pampered by him, yet wasn't he also accustomed to having this little thing around?
...
...
That night, Ning Xiaofei slept very soundly. Without any races to attend or urgent matters to deal with, she also took the opportunity to comfortably sleep in.
