Around her waist, his possessive arm was still wrapped tightly.
Beside her ear, his warm breath lingered.
With every breath he took, Song Yinyin found her own breathing naturally harmonizing with his, slowly merging into one.
Outside, a touch of golden light slanted in, and her heart warmed along with the hospital room.
Driven by a sudden impulse, she turned her head and proactively leaned in with her pretty face.
Then, she stealthily gave him a quick kiss on his incredibly handsome, mesmerizing, and intensely manly face.
She was immensely happy and satisfied.
Just as she was about to withdraw from his lips, the supposedly sleeping man abruptly opened his keen, captivating amber eyes.
Boom—
Caught red-handed, Song Yinyin flinched, her face flushed, and she instinctively pulled away.
However, her nape was tightly held by his large hand, her eyes widened, but she couldn't retreat.
