issue from the side and wiped Su Yafen's tears. 。"Mom, don't cry, it's okay. It doesn't matter who my father is, as long as you are still my mother, that's enough." 。"Hearing Su Ke Xin's words, Su Ya...She didn't want to pay attention to An Tianxiang, forcing herself to close her eyes and stop thinking about all sorts of nonsense. However, until late at night, Yang Ning only completely pulled herself out of the situation in front of her, falling into a deep sleep with the breaths of the two people beside her.
The next morning, at what time he didn't know, Yang Ning suddenly awoke from his sleep.
She glanced at the people around her, but found that Xiao Ai was already gone, only An Tianxiang was still sleeping with his eyes closed.
Yang Ning sat on the bed, propping her forehead up, weariness prompting her to let out a yawn.
"Getting up so early"
An Tianxiang's voice came from beside Yang Ning, startling him. He swallowed hard, his jaw moving as if about to speak but then stuck halfway.
She turned her head to look at the person in front of her and couldn't help but quickly jump off the bed: "Well, since you're awake, get up."
Looking at her evasive movements, An Tianxiang's eyes held an unreadable emotion. He got up from the bed, walked past Yang Ning who was trembling with anxiety, and pulled open the curtains behind her.
For a moment, the dimly lit room was filled with sunlight. An Tianxiang, wearing a thin white shirt and with slightly tousled hair, stood in the golden dust, looking exceptionally handsome and elegant.
"In the morning, little Ai got up to go to morning reading, so I sent her to class."
A light and airy sentence, as if trying to cover up everything that happened yesterday. Yang Ning saw him naturally change the subject, feeling a sigh of relief in his heart, but also a tinge of disappointment.
"Well, I had no idea. Maybe I slept too deeply."
Yang Ning smiled, intending to go wash her face, but at this moment An Tianxiang grabbed her arm, his drooping gaze languid and filled with a different kind of meaning.
He held her delicate fingers, his voice husky: "Really You slept well, but I didn't sleep at all. Shouldn't we stay in bed for a few more minutes together"
Hearing An Tianxiang's words, Yang Ning's heart felt like it had been scratched by cat claws, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
This man really knows how to use his charm.
Fearing that he might lose his city, Yang Ning pursed his lips and withdrew his hand.
She turned away and took two steps back, her expression complex: "No, I think you should just go to sleep yourself. I'd like to get up and check on Little Ai."
"She's more important than me" An Tianxiang was dissatisfied with the answer. He leaned forward, his voice low and his mood obviously not as light as before.
This stumped Yang Ning. If he said it was important, he might have to sleep with her. But if he said it wasn't, it felt insincere.
So, she could only stand there in silence.
"You're not going to talk Is that all you've got" An Tianxiang tilted his head, looking at the woman before him who kept her head bowed in silence. He reached out and lifted Yang Ning's chin, tilting it upwards so she had to meet his gaze.
Slightly rough fingers gently caressed, Yang Ning's heart grew increasingly uneasy.
"I... I still have things to do today, I must go back early." Yang Ning clenched his fingers, his eyes evading contact, his heart pounding.
An Tianxiang saw her emotions and silently curled his lip, stepping forward to grab her waist and lift her up.
"Wow!"
The sudden movement startled Yang Ning, she quickly hugged An Tianxiang's neck, her cheek pressed against his chest, her heart beating rapidly and powerfully.
What are you going to do
An Tianxiang's footsteps stopped at the bedside, he lowered his head to glance at Yang Ning who was restless, and chuckled softly: "Go back to sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ning was thrown onto the soft bed. Before she could react, a huge figure lay down beside her, tightly hugging her waist.
Such a neat and swift move left Yang Ning stunned. She reacted, struggling to break free.
"Stay still." An Tianxiang's face was pressed against her cheek, rubbing his cheek against her earlobe.
"You...you mustn't do this..."
Last night, there was still a little Ai between the two of them, he couldn't do anything. However, today, if An Tianxiang really had any thoughts, she couldn't resist.
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