Fake Husband! (1)

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['Feng Huan, don't return back to the Capital. Don't come back… I should have never asked you to come back. I'm sorry! Please... Feng Huan!'] 

Xiong Jingfei opened her eyes with tears welling up. At the corner of her eyes, it slowly slipped down and wetted the cleaned covered pillow. 

Then a soft touch was felt on her face, wiping away her tears. Tracing her jawline to her chin. 

"Why are you crying this early?" 

Xiong Jingfei's wet eyes immediately dried up. She sat up and stared down at the person that was wiping her tears. 

Yang Zheyan lazily laid next to her in his bed, "Good morning, darling~."

She touched her face and wiped the moist away. How did she end up sleeping on his bed? Last night, she slept on the couch after she made sure Yang Zheyan was fast asleep. Did she sleepwalk?