Her smooth, delicate skin, rising and falling with her quiet breaths, looked especially... captivating.
Shen Yuan's grip on the pen unconsciously loosened, his gaze fixed on the face that made his heart clench.
The mischievous thought of getting revenge, which had just filled his mind, seemed to have been instantly melted away by the overwhelmingly beautiful sight.
'Forget it...'
He sighed silently to himself, his expression a complex mixture of lingering mischief and a sudden surge of gentleness.
'Drawing something on such a pretty face, even as a joke, would feel like... a kind of destruction.'
In the end, he quietly pulled the pen back.
That small desire for revenge ultimately couldn't overcome the cherished feeling in his heart, one he hadn't even taken the time to properly identify himself.
He simply watched the sleeping girl, the playful glint in his eyes gradually settling into a gentle gaze he himself hadn't even noticed.
