Both of their bodies were burning hot.
His breath was faintly audible by her ear.
She tried to suppress her heartbeat, but it was still racing.
Even though there were other people in the house, even though no one knew about their relationship, even though she was supposed to sleep with Qingxue, she had sneaked into Gong Beiyao's bed in the middle of the night, feeling the guilt of a thief.
She was terrified that Qingxue might suddenly wake up and discover her absence.
She was terrified that her father might suddenly wake up and hear some strange noise.
She was terrified that their relationship might suddenly become known.
Yet, she didn't want to run away at all.
His embrace was so warm, it was rare for them to fall asleep in each other's arms like this, she really wanted to stay another second, and another second, until the end of the world.
"Qianqian."
His voice emerged from the darkness, gentle as the breeze.
"Hmm?" she responded with her nasal voice.
