Maybe because he just woke up, Jin's eyes had a hint of red, and they were wet, staring straight at her, as if she was the only person left in the world.
His fingers gently touched her face, the movement careful and cautious, as if confirming he's not dreaming.
Shen Tang placed her hand on the back of his hand, gently rubbing it, and hummed, "It's me, awake."
Jin's throat rolled fiercely, and he pulled her into his arms, his voice hoarse and low, with a clear choke, "That's great, Tangtang, you finally woke up, I thought..."
"Thought what?" Shen Tang found it slightly amusing, pushing against his chest with her other hand to create some distance, looking up at the man's worried face, her tone with a bit of teasing,
"Fu, we've only known each other a short time, and you're this worried about me?"
She looked down at their current position - she's still lying on the bed, half embracing him, her tone became stranger, "And aren't you married? This doesn't seem right, does it?"
