"I know." Yu Jiuyuan obediently withdrew her hand and hugged his neck again. "I'll help you take it off later."
"good."
The living room fell silent again, with only the wall clock ticking.
As Yu Jiuyuan listened to his steady heartbeat, she suddenly felt a little sleepy.
She yawned, snuggled closer to him, and said in a muffled voice, "Sheng Han, I love you."
This time the voice was very soft, filled with a deep sleepiness, like a whisper in one's sleep.
Rong Shenghan looked down at her closed eyes. Her long eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyes, like a quiet butterfly.
He gently kissed her forehead and whispered in response, "Yes, I know."
He didn't care whether those words were true or not, or whether she was just trying to comfort him. As long as he could hold her like this, hear her voice, and feel her warmth, that was enough.
Anyway, he had already willingly handed over his reins long ago.
The night outside the window grew darker, but the lights inside the villa were as warm as a fire.
Yu Jiuyuan slept soundly in his arms, a faint smile on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream.
Rong Shenghan held her tightly, not moving, afraid of disturbing her sleep.
He knew that tomorrow she might revert to being that calm, self-possessed, and calculating young lady, but at this moment, she belonged to him completely.
That's enough.
Rong Shenghan looked down at the sleeping person in his arms, his eyes overflowing with tenderness.
He gently patted her back, as if soothing a child, and whispered in her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"I love you too."
Whether it was true or false, he believed it.
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