Dawn streamed through the window and fell into the room, casting bright patches of light across the floor. In the early morning house, the golden beams were so distinct that dancing dust motes could be seen clearly.
A certain boss frowned as if he were having a nightmare. His eyelids trembled slightly before slowly opening, and after a brief moment of confusion, he let out a helpless, quiet sigh.
Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the sunlight spilling onto the floor. It was bright and warm. At that moment, even time seemed to have slowed, drifting by at an unhurried pace.
There were no worries. He could lie lazily in bed, do anything he wanted, or do nothing at all. The feeling left Luo Chuan relaxed and content.
It would be nice if this could go on forever.
Luo Chuan turned his head. Yao Ziyan was sleeping soundly, holding him tightly like a body pillow. He could faintly hear her soft breathing.
Her sleeping face was peaceful, though she seemed to lack a bit of security, always liking to hold something in her arms. Luo Chuan remembered that she had several body pillows on her bed.
Her eyelashes cast long shadows, and her little mouth was slightly open. Looking at the face so close at hand, Luo Chuan suddenly felt the urge to kiss her.
He leaned in slightly, and the already short distance vanished.
Cool, soft, fragrant...
"Mmm..."
Perhaps because her sleep had been disturbed, Yao Ziyan gave a soft hum tinged with a nasal sound. Her purple eyes opened, and the first thing she saw was the dark pupils before her.
Time seemed frozen, each second incomparably long.
After several seconds of silence, Purple Eyes closed again. Only her faintly reddened face and ears completely covered in