Her hair was all tousled, fanned out across the pillow like a blooming flower and half-covering her left cheek and eye. A rosy glow graced her cheeks.
The two of them were breathless.
"Let's stop, okay?" Jiangg Ning said, taking a deep breath. "We have so much to do tomorrow. We should really get some sleep."
There was a hint of pleading in her voice, and her expression was a mix of feigned seriousness and wary caution.
Under the covers, her hand was pressed firmly against Chen Yuan's. But that did little to protect her long, smooth legs from the sudden touch of his warm palm. Whenever his fingers poked the back of her knee, Jiangg Ning would hastily shrink away, giggling uncontrollably because it was just too ticklish.
Her waist and bottom weren't spared, either.
She had laughed so much that she was out of breath, and all her struggling had left her feeling hot and flushed.
