An Xiaoyu blinked, staring at the man in front of her.
The wall lamps in the room were on, casting warm orange light that illuminated his profile and created a soft halo around him, making it look exceptionally gentle.
His eyes were so deep and enchanting, as if deep vortices were hidden within.
It seemed that if she wasn't careful, she might fall into them and be unable to pull herself out.
His eyes were also like the undulating ocean, watching her in such a way that she might drown in them if she wasn't careful.
Shen Yufeng looked at the little woman in front of him, his face wearing a smile.
And that smile made An Xiaoyu's heart feel extraordinarily warm.
He hugged An Xiaoyu tightly, and she could even feel his strong heartbeat.
But at this moment, the heartbeat was overlapping, because there was another one coming from her.
If she was a bit groggy when she first opened her eyes, now she was completely awake.