The girl rolled around before having her back facing Li Yuan. She kept still and was without a word while Li Yuan gazed at her. He gently patted her head that was poking out in the cold air. "Goodnight."
Shen Xi protested. "I want to be on that side."
Under the sheets, Li Yuan smiled dotingly. "Can't you roll or turn yourself over?"
She answered, "No. I don't have hands."
He chuckled. Instead of helping her, he repeated, "Goodnight."
Unable to pick up on any activity behind her, Shen Xi could only catch the man's steady breathing and the faint aroma of his body soap. She bought the rose fragrant soap. The scent was faint, refreshing, and stirred a flush in her core.
Outside, the wind was howling as the snow spattered against the window. Yet, the room was warm and quiet.
