Lin Shiyan was sleeping sweetly, you know, for all these days, every day was either sleepless or awakened by nightmares.
Only last night, lying in Wang Dadong's warm embrace, did Lin Shiyan feel security and warmth.
But the day had just dawned when Wang Dadong actually woke her up.
"Dadong, what's wrong?" Lin Shiyan turned her head, groggily observing Wang Dadong.
Wang Dadong's eyes were still wide open, stammering, "Honey, you..."
"What about me? Have I become ugly again?" Lin Shiyan said nervously.
"Not really, honey, touch this." Wang Dadong grabbed Lin Shiyan's little hand and stretched it into the bed.
Feeling the direction in which Wang Dadong led her hand, Lin Shiyan's pretty face instantly turned crimson.
But she did not pull her hand back.
After all, it's not like she hasn't touched Wang Dadong there before.
Of course, she was still a bit nervous inside.
Before long, Lin Shiyan's hand touched a round thing.
