Jiang Yingyue woke up in the morning feeling confused. The last thing she could recall was that she fell asleep in the car, but now she was lying on the bed within Han Qingshan's embrace, breathing in his masculine scent that calmed her down and made her feel safe.
She rubbed her head against his chest and felt at peace. Her actions managed to wake up the man though, and his eyes glanced at the mischievous woman in his arms.
She was good at riling him up, making him burn with desire, and then leave him to be on his own.
Since he knew of her previous record of leaving him alone when he was filled with desire, he clasped his arms around her waist and dragged her closer to him, sniffing the scent that was unique to her, and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
His hot breath sprayed on her neck, causing Jiang Yingyue to shiver uncontrollably.
