The man lifted the bedcovers and lay down beside Lu Xiaoyou. Lu Xiaoyou instantly felt that the bed had become a lot smaller, even though in the past few nights, when she slept alone, it felt especially spacious.
The covers were instantly filled with the man's scent and body heat, and Lu Xiaoyou moved closer to his direction.
She closed her eyes, leaning against Long Xiliang's shoulder.
At the same time, Long Xiliang lay flat on the bed, his eyes open, not feeling very sleepy.
During the past hundred days and nights, it was rare for him to sleep peacefully, and now, he still couldn't sleep well. In a few hours, dawn would break.
Long Xiliang turned his head and heard the even sounds of Lu Xiaoyou's breathing.
This woman, she actually fell asleep.
Under the covers, Long Xiliang's hand rested on Lu Xiaoyou's lower abdomen, then moved from her abdomen to embrace her waist.
