Between her embarrassment and annoyance, a familiar scent wafted over her, instantly relaxing her tense and delicate body.
Annoying!
She scolded herself in secret. She thought there was a thief in the house, but didn't expect this bold man to sneak in through the balcony again, just like last time.
After a long while, Ling Chen finally moved his lips away, his clear eyes staring intently at the beauty beneath him, filled with deep affection.
Nanrong Wanqing felt embarrassed under his gaze, her cheeks flushing red. She couldn't help but turn her head away, pushing against his robust chest with both hands, rebuking him: "I've already said I need to rest."
Ling Chen chuckled: "Why not rest and enjoy at the same time? What's wrong with that?"