An arm wrapped around her shoulder forcefully. She gently lay on his chest, while he kept his eyes on the documents in his hand, the masculine scent surrounding her completely.
"Are you hungry?"
"Mm."
"The food will be delivered shortly."
"Oh."
"There's no class today, what do you plan to do?"
"I won't leave the villa."
He had said, if there's nothing urgent, don't leave. He wouldn't allow her to leave easily.
Ye Xiaoyu understood naturally. Besides, after such torment every Saturday night, if she could still go out, she would be a deity. She should be thankful that he only gave her one pink pill on Saturday nights once a week.
Softly leaning against his chest, she closed her eyes. It seemed that her fatigue had not yet faded.
"Can I go home during New Year's Day?"
"Why."
Why?
Ye Xiaoyu wanted to laugh. Yes, who could tell her why? Why must she find a strong, irrefutable reason just to go home?
"... If you disagree, forget it. Pretend I didn't ask."
