"She takes your love for granted, like she owns it. What a thief!"
"Let's teach her a little lesson!
Are you really going to let this wicked woman just lie here comfortably, sleeping while holding your hand, Ah Han?"
Shang Miaoyan said, slowly leaning down.
"Wait, stop!"
Pei Yuhang struggled nervously, but one of his hands was held tightly in Ye Liyuan's embrace.
He didn't dare use too much force, or he would certainly wake Liyuan.
Shang Miaoyan seized on this fact. She licked her lips, knowing that Pei Yuhang had no choice but to submit to her whims right now!
She turned her head, sneering at Ye Liyuan's evenly breathing form on the bed as she thought:
'Oh, Sister Liyuan, you just sleep tight~ I'll take care of Xiaohan!'
...
「After a long while.」
Shang Miaoyan straightened up. She took a handkerchief from her waist, thoughtfully reaching out to wipe the sweat from Pei Yuhang's brow.
