She is a sentimental person; once she touches upon sadness, she cannot help but feel heartbroken and anxious.
"No problem, let's get up. But if you still want to snuggle in bed with me, I can accompany you." Beitang Yao propped his head with one hand, staring at her unblinkingly, his mouth curving into a charming smile.
Upon hearing this, she hurriedly got up, wrapped her body in a sheet, and went to the wardrobe to find clothes. After taking a bath in the bathroom, she felt much fresher, though her whole body seemed to be falling apart.
"I've prepared the bath for you, you should go in and wash up." Xia Qingqian approached him, her cheeks still tinged with a bit of redness, and handed him a clean towel.
Seeing her blushing cheeks, he felt overjoyed, and instead of taking the towel from her hand, he pulled her into his arms with one swoop, bending down to kiss her tender lips fervently and dominantly.
