Shi Yu gently stroked Shen Cheng's fair face with his hand, his deep-set eyes brimming with love and indulgence for the woman before him.
With a "pop", Shen Cheng stretched out her slender hand to swat his away, grumbling, "That tickles, stop messing around!"
Shi Yu's lips lifted in a slight smile, his amusement deepening as he gently scraped her little nose with his bent index finger.
Shen Cheng frowned slightly.
Shi Yu simply propped up his face with his hand, staring intently at her.
Looking at her posture, he shook his head helplessly, reached out with his long hand to retrieve the blanket that had fallen to the floor, dragged it back onto the bed, and covered Shen Cheng's body.
Shen Cheng comfortably turned over and continued to sleep.
A beam of light filtered through the curtains, landing precisely on the bed.
Shi Yu squinted his profound eyes, glanced at his watch, then lifted the blankets and elegantly got out of bed.
