On the nighttime sea, the wind started to blow, Jiang Ruan blushed with warmth because of Yan Chi calling her "baby." Usually, he seemed so proper; who would have thought he'd be so bold in private? Her frantic heartbeat had yet to settle when she was startled by the sight of just one bed in the cabin.
This night...
How are we going to sleep?
As Jiang Ruan showed a troubled expression, footsteps approached from behind.
Yan Chi had arrived.
The yacht wasn't very large; there was a dining area at the front and a small bar for drinking. So, the sleeping area, apart from the passageway that allowed one to stand and walk, only had room for one bed and no extra space. Jiang Ruan had to move forward to make room for Yan Chi.
But just as she took two steps forward, Yan Chi's arm extended from behind...
It reached past her shoulder, and as she leaned back, she fell entirely into his embrace, with Yan Chi holding her from behind. Her breath caught.
