That night, Nuan Nuan felt that she had slept very soundly. She had a habit of kicking the quilt when she slept at night.
But she just felt a little cold in her body. When she opened her eyes, she found that she had kicked away the quilt again and was about to grab it.[
Someone who was sleeping dazedly next to her had already gotten up and covered her with a quilt, and even tucked the corners of the quilt.
After tucking in the quilt, he moved towards her in a daze, next to her soft body, and let out a contented murmur from his mouth.
This warm little gesture made a warm current flow through her heart. She never thought that one day, this man would get up at night and cover her with a quilt.
His hair and hers were intertwined gently, and a sentence came to her mind, "We are married."
Such warmth reminded her of being together for the rest of her life.
Thinking of this, she curled up her body obediently and leaned closely against him.
It felt so good to have him by her side. She no longer had to live her life on the edge of a knife like before.