For a long time.
Pei Zhen leisurely pulled up the blanket, covering Xu Si once again as she had fallen into a deep sleep. She had been too tired lately. With the arrival of the warm and blooming season, the company always had endless work to handle.
Rising from the chaise lounge, the faint scent that lingered in the air seemed to leave with him as he lifted his eyes to the clock on the wall.
The hands of the clock moved bit by bit, now pointing at a quarter past five.
Taking advantage of the lingering daylight, he walked over to the bar, flipping through a beverage preparation book, making a fruit tea for Xu Si.
She had always enjoyed drinking fruit tea.
He was particularly quick at learning things.
Very soon, he mastered her taste preferences, adjusting the sour and sweet balance to perfection.
Occasionally, he glanced at the woman sleeping exhaustedly on the chaise lounge.
Pei Zhen's gaze was warm, and even his breath grew softer.
He put the juice in the fridge.
