These days, he would lie on the same bed with her inside the bedroom overnight. Even though the two did nothing in particular, it seemed that sleeping in the same space had become an unconscious habit.
Ling Yiran had to have the lights turned on to sleep, so she said euphemistically, “You can’t seem to get used to me constantly turning on the lights to sleep. Perhaps you should go back to your room and sleep there.”
Consequently, Yi Jinli replied, “I want to sleep with you, Sis. I feel more comfortable sleeping with you. It doesn’t matter to me if the lights are on.”
Hence, Ling Yiran decided to keep the next few sentences to herself.
However, the words Yi Jinli had uttered were... somewhat coquettish! Did he not know that such words were capable of causing inappropriate reveries?
“Are you going to sleep?” Yi Jinli asked as he watched Ling Yiran walk toward the bed.
“Yeah,” Ling Yiran responded with a flustered face.
Ling Yiran lifted the quilt and got on the bed. Yi Jinli’s arms were readily wrapped around her waist as he hugged her tightly. He buried his face into her chest as if he was a child, acting spoiled around an adult.
The current him seemed slightly childish, and he was not the same as usual. Nevertheless, Li Yiran inexplicably fancied Yi Jinli’s childishness.
“By the way, what did Gu Lichen say to you today? Were you guys arguing?” Ling Yiran suddenly thought of the matter.
“Which sentence?” Yi Jinli asked; he felt that holding her in such a manner was really addictive.
Once he attached himself to her, it was hard for him to let go. He wanted to keep on doing so and become surrounded by her air.
Ling Yiran looked at Yi Jinli in a dazed manner as if a stormy sea had been set off inside her heart. “Are you really… going to do that to Gu Lichen?” Ling Yiran asked naively because she knew very well what the price he would have to pay was a fall-out occurred.
“I’ve told you before. I love you. You’re as important to me as my own life, did you think I was joking when I said that?” Yi Jinli asked in response.
Ling Yiran bit her lips with her teeth, and her vivid, almond-shaped eyes widened at this moment. It was as if she had been put in shock.
What she was unaware of was that the expression she was wearing on her face was enough to make one’s heart skip a few beats. Not to mention, give one the urge to possess all of her.
That was when Yi Jinli’s finger gently stroked her lips.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict