Yu Nian's heart gave a jolt. He kept feeling as though the gaze on his back could see right through him.
His body stiffened a little. He put the clothes back and returned to bed.
"You'd been gone a while, so I thought I'd bring you something to wear."
Yu Nian had just pulled the covers over himself. His movements paused briefly at those words, but he quickly recovered and smiled. "It's fine. I'm back now, aren't I?"
"Come back to bed too, Brother Yu. Sorry I woke you tonight. I might need to get up during the night, so I'll sleep on the outer side tomorrow."
"Mm."
Qin Yuheng lifted the covers and got back into bed, switching off the light as he did.
Darkness fell over everything again. Yu Nian huddled under the covers, listening closely to the breathing beside him.
He was nowhere near as calm as he appeared. Like a child who had done something wrong, he felt a little lost.
He knew he had done something that crossed a serious line.
But naturally, he couldn't apologize honestly in this situation. Bringing it out into the open would only make things more awkward for both of them. All he could do was pretend he didn't know.
Guiltily, Yu Nian felt his hand burning too.
He had never been like this before, and he couldn't tell whether it was from nerves and regret or something else.
Yet a question lingered in his mind, refusing to go away. Was Qin Yuheng that sensitive? Or did all men react like that when someone accidentally touched them there?
He had never touched anyone else's, nor had anyone touched his, so naturally, he had no way of finding out.
Just like that brief, nebulous relationship of his, there were many things