A low, amused chuckle rumbled above her, vibrating through his chest and sending a pleasant shiver down her spine.
The sound made her lips curve into a sleepy smile, but when his hand squeezed her waist with just the right amount of playful pressure, a soft moan escaped her lips.
The touch was both tender and teasing, igniting a gentle spark of awareness that finally coaxed her eyes open.
She peeked up from the hide, blinking against the soft morning light filtering into the room, only to meet Rong Ye's gaze fixed on her with those mischievous eyes…dark, sparkling with affection and a hint of roguish delight that always made her heart skip a beat.
"Good morning, my sleepy one," he murmured, his voice low and warm like a caress, one corner of his mouth lifting in that charming half-smile she could never resist. His fingers traced lazy circles along her waist, keeping her close as snow continued to drift silently beyond the window.
