The next morning, Gu Ningyue opened her eyes to find herself tangled around Ling Tianyou like an octopus.
Ling Tianyou had his eyes closed, his fair and handsome face devoid of the coldness it carried when awake, replaced instead by a few traces of gentle calm.
The morning light covered the bed, and somehow, she suddenly wanted to reach out her slender finger and touch his face.
Why is there someone so flawless in this world? Why can't one find any defect in these features?
Ling Tianyou suddenly opened his eyes, a subtle smile playing on his lips, "Teasing me? Hmm?"
Gu Ningyue abruptly withdrew her hand, "When did you wake up?"
Getting scared by a person, scared to death, when did this guy wake up?
Ling Tianyou gazed at her with his deep eyes, "Just now, when you were drooling over my good looks."
Her hand was warm and soft, and his whole body felt weak when she touched his face.
