Jiang Yi lay on her side in bed, arching her body as much as she could, pretending to be asleep in a protective position over her abdomen.
Gu Xici's steps were steady and unhurried, carrying a fresh scent of post-rain air as he stopped at the bedside.
He bent down to look at the sleeping Jiang Yi, an exceptionally relieved expression crossing his face for once.
How long had he waited for this moment, when the woman he liked could finally sleep peacefully in his home? The scene was simply beautiful.
He leaned over and pulled up the blanket that covered Jiang Yi.
After making sure she was tucked in, he didn't straighten up right away but instead closely observed Jiang Yi's sleeping face.
Jiang Yi's profile was impeccably beautiful—delicate eyebrows and eyes, a small and slightly upturned nose, full and rosily ripe lips, a fair and lovely swan-like neck—the smooth lines always refreshed one's sight.
Gu Xici watched, mesmerized.
