After dinner, Lu Boyan had two video conferences lasting about an hour long with branch companies abroad. It was about 11 when he lay in bed.
Su Jianan was still deeply asleep, hugging his pillow. Half of her face was buried in the soft pillow, and she seemed like a child seeking a sense of safety.
Lu Boyan carefully pulled the pillow from her hug. She frowned in dissatisfaction, her hands clawing everywhere on the bed. Lu Boyan had just laid down and was caught by her. She was like a child who had found her beloved toy, and she held on to Lu Boyan, her calves brushing Lu Boyan's legs twice and then, pinned him down.
She was not wearing a camisole nightdress like last time. She just buried her face in his chest and the hot breath blew on his chest. A soft body part stuck close to him
