One of his hands was under her head so that she could use her bicep as a pillow. The one settled on her ass.
"It's early," he whispered against her shoulder, kissing the skin there. "Go back to sleep."
"'kay," she mumbled, already halfway there. "Feel free to wake me up like that any time you want."
He chuckled throatily as he rubbed her ass. "I shall keep that in mind."
Mo Qingchen had worn her out thoroughly. She had only one thought before she drifted back to sleep.
'I wish my life continues like this.'
When she woke up next, she was saddened to find the bed next to her cold. She wasn't surprised, though. She knew Mo Qingchen had to work in the morning, and she definitely didn't want him to neglect his business because she had shown up on a whim.
