After more than an hour, Han Xi was already so tired that she fell asleep on the bed.
Lu Jinghan helped Han Xi cover herself with the quilt, listening to the shallow breathing of the woman in his arms, a soft smile curved at the corner of his mouth.
......
In the morning, Han Xi woke up in Lu Jinghan's arms. Ever since they started being together, every night she fell asleep in his embrace. Han Xi found that she hadn't had that haunting nightmare for quite a long time.
Perhaps his embrace is too comforting, or perhaps she was being worn out every day, too exhausted to have any energy left.
Han Xi gazed sideways at the man lying beside her. His eyebrows and eyes were exceptionally handsome, his nose was tall and straight, his lips were thin, and his slightly tousled short black hair did not diminish his extraordinary demeanor.
Han Xi couldn't help but secretly marvel, Lu Jinghan's existence seems to be a favorite creation of the gods.
