"I..."
wanted to say it wasn't intentional.
Ye Li opened her mouth, but the words retreated at the verge of her hot cheeks and rapid heartbeat.
The man's body was scorching like a branding iron, tightly pressed against her back, causing her nose to sweat.
The arm around her waist held her so tightly it almost broke.
Worse yet, his suppressed breathing swept across her neck, sparking a tingling sensation everywhere it touched.
Ye Li dared not move an inch.
She didn't know how long it had been when his heavy breathing gradually calmed down.
Fu Yanci loosened his arm and kissed her back softly, "Sleep tight..."
"Mm."
She hummed softly, and in the darkness, Ye Li's eyes flickered.
Every day they slept together after marriage, whether at bedtime or early morning, she could clearly sense Fu Yanci's longing.
She had thought he was mindful of Xiao Bao's mother, hence he disciplined himself strictly.