A comfortable sleep.
The next day, the morning sunlight shone on the sleeping man's cheek on the luxurious king-size bed, casting a metallic glow on his handsome and unruly side face. Li Beijue's features were already like they were carved with a knife, deep and sculpted as if made by God's hands; however, his lashes were long and thick, and his thin lips naturally curved upward at the corners when not speaking, softening some of the intensity from his features. At this moment, with his eyes closed, he looked like Apollo fallen to the human world, breathtakingly beautiful!
Perhaps the light was too strong, for the sleeping man's eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly.
Soon after, the person slowly opened his eyes.
Still adjusting to the light having just woken up, he first frowned and squinted his pupils, then adapted to the brightness and opened his eyes completely.
The first thing he saw was the familiar crystal chandelier.
Li Beijue suddenly woke up.
