Watching him sleep soundly, Ye Lingling felt her heart inexplicably skip half a beat, and a blush quietly crept over her cheeks.
She hesitated, but ultimately could not resist. Carefully extending a finger, she gently poked his cheek.
The skin beneath her fingertip was warm and smooth, with a slight spring to it.
Su Yu's eyelashes stirred almost imperceptibly, but he did not open his eyes.
Like a child caught doing something naughty, Ye Lingling snatched her hand back and nervously pressed her lips together.
Only after quite some time had passed, with Su Yu still showing no sign of waking, did she muster her courage and reach out to poke him again.
Feeling the light touch on his cheek, Su Yu's eyelashes fluttered. Without opening his eyes, he caught Ye Lingling's wrist with perfect precision.
His palm was warm, his grip gentle. With a slight tug, he made her stumble forward.
Ye Lingling gave a startled cry, and the next second, she had fallen into a firm embrace.
Her nose bumped against the front of his clothes, and a faint, fresh scent of grass and trees drifted around her. She instantly forgot to struggle, feeling only the astonishing heat in her cheeks as even her breathing lost its rhythm.
"All right, stop playing around."
Su Yu's languid voice sounded above her head, carrying a trace of barely perceptible indulgence.
"It's still early. Let's sleep a little longer."
As he spoke, his arm tightened slightly, drawing her closer into his embrace, while his other hand pulled the blanket over both of them.
Ye Lingling lay stiffly in his arms, keenly aware of the warmth of his chest and his steady heartbeat. Each beat struck the tip of her heart like a drum.
Ye Lingling nestled against him, listening as his