h4Chapter 115: Chapter 105: Who Was Pretending to Sleep/h4

    Seeing her panic-stricken and tightly clutching her nightgown, Bao Ye remained expressionless, softly chuckling, "Weren’t you asleep?"

    "Just pretending?"

    Exposed, Jiang Ruan’s cheeks turned red, muttering, "Who was pretending."

    "You clearly woke me up."

    Bao Ye: "Oh."

    "Waking up and still closing your eyes? Aren’t you pretending to sleep?"

    Jiang Ruan: "..."

    Jiang Ruan didn’t bother to argue with him.

    Clutching the cor of her nightgown, she retreated under the thin nket, only exposing her little head, looking at him eagerly, "Let’s sleep, it’ste."

    Bao Ye’s dark eyes stared at her, then suddenly he raised his hand to rub her head, his touch both indulgent and gentle. He asked her softly, "Sleepy?"

    His sudden closeness.

    Jiang Ruan paused slightly, the word ’sleepy’ inadvertently escaping her lips immediately changed, "I’m okay, I just napped."

    "You should hurry to sleep, you’ve been busy all day."

    Jiang Ruan felt sorry for him.

    Even though the bedroom lights were off, she could see the dark shadows under his eyes clearly.

    Clearly a result of insufficient sleep.

    She remembered he had insomnia and headaches.

    Jiang Ruan said, "If you don’t sleep, be careful, your head will hurt again."

    Hearing this, Bao Ye’s expression changed slightly, but he quickly recovered.

    His fingertips gripped her slender waist, the desire in his eyes undisguisable, jokingly dragging his tone, "Worried about me, huh?"

    Jiang Ruan: "Mm."

    The words had barely fallen when her chin was grabbed by the man, followed by his scorching kiss.

    His body exuded the scent of cologne, wild and unique, a fragrance solely belonging to him that filled all her senses.

    His kiss was particrly domineering. Jiang Ruan had no retreat, her fingers clutching the fabric of his pajamas.

    Gradually creating creases.

    "Jiang Ruan," he called her name, his thin lips moving away from her red lips.

    Her jade-like earlobes were now crimson, as vivid as pigeon blood.

    Provoking his affection.

    At the moment she was kissed, even Jiang Ruan’s bones softened. She responded hoarsely, "Mm."

    Bao Ye taunted, "Your voice is so hoarse?"

    "Deliberately enticing me, huh?"

    Jiang Ruan bit her lip, adjusting her voice until it sounded normal, "I wasn’t."

    Yet the man’s lips still released a softugh.

    "Look at me," Bao Yemanded.

    Jiang Ruan raised her eyes, her blushing cheeks bright and lovely, her eyes misty, in a favored look.

    "Who am I?" Bao Ye pressed.

    Jiang Ruan obediently replied, "Bao Ye."

    "Who is Bao Ye to you?" his breath getting heavier.

    Jiang Ruan remained silent.

    Her gaze was very lucid.

    Sweat beaded on her forehead.

    Bao Ye clutched her wrists, pressing again, "Who is Bao Ye to you, hmm?"

    "Baby, speak."

    With the question posed, looking at the man’s chiseled face, feeling his kisses on her forehead, she buried herself in his embrace and said, "He’s my man."

    Those words instantly obliterated Bao Ye’sst shred of reason.

    The man’s eyes were bloodshot, aplex web of red veinsced with desire, as the Buddha Beads on his wrist collided, making a sound.

    Jiang Ruan seemed to hear Bao Ye asking her something.

    She wasn’t sure if she heard wrong.

    He unexpectedly asked if she’d apany him to a banquet.

    A banquet, what banquet?

    Her mother’s wee banquet?

    Xu Yun hated her so much, how could she possibly want to see her?

    Moreover, her current affairs weren’t resolved yet.

    Even if she went, she’d just be aughingstock.

    Jiang Ruan’s mind was muddled, and she closed her eyes to sleep.

    Perhaps she heard wrong, after all.

    As he watched her fall into a deep sleep, Bao Ye stared at her for a long time, a very long time.

    After a long while, he sighed lightly, hugged her, and also fell asleep.

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