That night, Ye Xi was unable to leave the apartment, and could only foolishly sit on the bed and watch the man who had been smoking on the balcony. Just based on his unfathomable rage, Ye Xi didn't dare to provoke him anymore.
Just sitting upright on the bed for one or two hours already made him tired. Slowly, Ye Xi's restricted sitting posture turned into one with his back leaning on the bed, and then, he fell asleep.
While Ye Xi was still in a daze, he felt a pair of hands gently stroking her hair. Her eyeballs rolled under her eyelids, and just as she was about to open them, the slow, magnetic male voice entered her ear, reassuring her, and made her fall asleep.
"Sleep, I'm here."
The next day, Ye Xi woke up in a familiar warm embrace. The breath that entered his nose was something that she was familiar with, and she knew that the man who was embracing her was really lying beside her, but Ye Xi still felt as if he was in a dream.
Ye Xi slowly raised his head as he held his breath, his gaze sweeping across the man's perfect lower jaw.
Above that were the man's tall and delicate nose, his eyes that hung below his long black eyelashes, and his normally light brows.
Everywhere, every place was what she had been thinking day and night.
Perhaps the only difference was that in the past two years, his handsome face had become even more enchanting.
Ye Xi slowly raised his hand and stopped right below the man's sharp jaw, but didn't dare to let it fall.
At this moment, the man also slowly opened his eyes. His pitch black eyes shined brightly as he caught sight of Ye Xi's panic-stricken gaze, without a trace of the hazy appearance of when he had just woken up.
This man had obviously long since woken up.
Ye Xi was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and pile himself up!
The next moment.
Huo Yaoting caressed her head and stood up, then walked towards the bathroom.
Ye Xi was stupefied when he saw the tall and straight man walk into the bathroom.
After twenty minutes, Huo Yaoting's spirit body, wrapped in a white bath towel came out of the bathroom.
When he came out of the bathroom, he was holding a dry towel to wipe off his short hair that was dripping cold water. A petite figure suddenly pounced on him from in front of the bathroom.
Huo Yaoting frowned, he immediately opened up both of his arms and firmly held the lady who was pouncing towards him.
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