What was going on?
Yun Xiaoran did not dare move a muscle. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he barely dared to breathe.
He quietly felt his beautiful wife nestled against his chest. The warmth of her cheek seeped through his thin pajamas, every last trace of that heat reaching him.
Yun Xiaoran had never experienced anything quite like this before. But once the initial shock passed, panic filled his heart.
What should I do?
The situation left Yun Xiaoran at a loss. What was he supposed to do?
Lying in bed, Yun Xiaoran was in agony, though it was not because Shen Jin was making him particularly uncomfortable.
Rather, he did not dare take a proper breath, like a child desperately pretending to be asleep while their parents checked on them at night.
All Yun Xiaoran could do was pray that Shen Jin would leave after comforting herself instead of doing anything else.
Shen Jin sat on Yun Xiaoran's bed like a cat, one slender hand tightly clasping his as she rested her head and half her body against his chest.
Her other arm was wrapped loosely around his waist. Her beautiful eyes were wide open as she tilted her face up to look at his supposedly sleeping face, then nestled tightly against him again.
"Whew."
Having settled into a comfortable position, she let out a sound of relief and contentment. She breathed in Yun Xiaoran's scent without restraint, pressing herself against his chest as she said:
"You have no idea how much I missed you."
Shen Jin was still murmuring to herself. Those words seemed meant for herself, yet even more so for Yun Xiaoran.
In any case, after saying that, she fell completely silent.
Had she fallen asleep?
Yun Xiaoran sensed that something was wrong. The girl seemed