The next morning, when Wen Xinya woke up, the people around her were still deep in sleep.
She liked to sleep in, but Si Yiyan's body clock was extremely punctual. Most of the time when she woke up, Si Yiyan was already awake, so this situation was rare.
Sleeping Si Yiyan was just like a full and resting cheetah, revealing a state of laziness and harmlessness and exuding charm.
Wen Xinya took a closer look at him.
Si Yiyan's eyebrows were slanted into crescents. When he was asleep, his pair of long eyebrows were like freehand drawn Danqing strokes, quaint and indescribably beautiful. His narrow and deep eyes were closed, long and dense. His eyelashes projected a row of elegant shadows at the bottom of his eyes. His tall nose bridge resembled an ax carving on a magical ax, giving him a fresh and elegant appearance. His deep features gave him radiance.
Wen Xinya's eyes fell onto Si Yiyan's jaw and his slightly narrow mouth.
