The aura on her body was extremely familiar to him, her facial features, her outline, and her eyes were familiar to him to the core.
When she agreed to stay, the frankness in her eyes also made him happy and excited. She really opened her heart to accept him.
Every night, being able to lie on the same bed with her, covered with the same quilt, holding each other's hands and sleeping together until dawn was his greatest expectation, and it would also give him peace of mind.
But now, even though he was holding the woman he loved most in his life, he felt strangely uneasy in his heart.
I can't say what's wrong, and I can't find anything wrong.
Seeing that he had not made any next move, the woman in his arms slightly frowned, drew circles on his chest with her fingers, and said softly: "Mu Yun..."
He thought for a moment, smiled slightly, and said: "Nuan Nuan, I know your heart, I am very happy!"
"But," he hesitated and said, "I thought about it, let's sleep in separate rooms for the time being!"
A trace of hurt and loss flashed through the woman's eyes, and she whispered: "Mu Yun, do you dislike me?"
There was a hint of shyness in Mu Yun's eyes: "You know, I am a man, and holding the woman I love most will inevitably..."