Saying this, she directly laid her head on Murong Dun's leg, one hand softly placed in front of his chest, her slender fingertips a brilliant vermilion, burning Murong Dun's eyes with just a glance.
His breathing became slightly erratic, initially wanting to push her away, yet seeing the charming face so close, he couldn't resist looking a few more times.
An indescribable gentleness inexplicably surged in his heart, her strands of hair brushing against his fingertips, tickling his heart, making him feel tense all over.
"Heartbeat value change: thirty-five percent."
Jiang Lai lazily curled her lips, closed her eyes again, and peacefully fell asleep.
To be honest, Murong Dun's leg was quite firm, lying there felt pretty comfortable.
When they arrived, Jiang Lai still hadn't woken up.
Murong Dun also felt the journey seemed much shorter, and the time passed quickly as he heard the coachman outside asking.
"Your Highness, we're here."
