Zhang Cheng carefully put the medicine back into the bag, stretched out his arm to grab the remote control, turned off the bedroom light and got ready to leave. Just as he was about to move, his hand was suddenly caught by hers…
It was as if Zhang Cheng was startled, almost bouncing up from the edge of the bed where he was seated.
It took a while for the shock to subside in his heart before he plucked up his courage to look down at Han Yixiao lying on the bed.
The girl was asleep, evidently unaware of the movement she made in her sleep…
Zhang Cheng's emotions calmed down slightly, then he followed the curve of Han Yixiao's delicate face down to her fair wrist. He paused for a few seconds before his gaze finally landed on her hand that was tightly clutching his own.