Xue Tian was sleeping soundly. Wen Xiang thought the pinkette would cling to him like a leech all night, but the man just slept hugging the stuffed bunny like an obedient child.
It was the pinkette's plushie, and he took it from his room earlier before going to Wen Xiang's bed. The blue-eyed man was also sleeping fully clothed, and Wen Xiang could heave a sigh of relief when he knew that his boyfriend would not torture him anymore.
Even if Xue Tian always appeared as a mischievous person in front of him, Wen Xiang knew that his boyfriend was not a bad person, and on the contrary, his boyfriend was still innocent.
Just seeing the way the pinkette hugged the pink plushie tightly while closing his eyes peacefully, Wen Xiang knew that the man still had an innocent heart despite his playful appearance.
