A night of entanglement.
At dawn, awakened by her biological clock, Ye Wan hesitated between getting up and lazing in bed for a while. Before she could come to a decision, the man's long arms wrapped around her again, pulling her back into his embrace.
The temperature in the room was comfortable, but the man behind her was like a furnace.
No escape.
She reached an arm out, and Lu Changchuan thought she was about to lift the blanket and get up, so he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
Kicking off the blanket and stretching out her foot, the man hooked her foot back.
After struggling for a bit without breaking free, Ye Wan's sleepiness was instantly swept away.
Poking the arm draped across her chest, Ye Wan laughed, "I feel like a crab, and I'm about to go into the steamer. If you don't let go, I'm going to be cooked."
"Cooked?"
The man's muffled laughter sounded from behind, "Then I can start eating."
