Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Sang Yu had his back to that side, his spine slightly stiff, his fingertips tightened, and he could clearly hear the footsteps getting closer and closer, and finally stopping beside the bed.

She subconsciously held her breath.

A corner of the quilt was lifted, and then the area next to it collapsed slightly.

The light, elegant scent of cedar permeates the air.

He has always had this smell, it has never changed.

"Snap—" the overhead light went out.

The bedroom was plunged into darkness, with only a ray of moonlight, as thin as water, pouring in from the floor-to-ceiling window.

The clear, deep scent that belongs only to men enveloped me, forcefully invading my sense of smell.

Sang Yu closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, not daring to move at all.

The bedroom was too quiet and the sound of breathing was amplified in my ears.

Time seemed to be stretched out, and it felt like a very long time had passed, but she still didn't feel sleepy, and she couldn't tell whether the person behind her was asleep or not.

If you keep your body in the same posture for too long, you will feel uncomfortable and have to adjust.

She was careful and moved slightly, moving closer to the edge of the bed.

"If you go any further you'll fall."

A deep voice suddenly came from behind. In the dark night, the voice was mellow and magnetic, with a subtle hoarseness.

"Come closer." He stretched out his arm and grasped the slender wrist under the quilt. "I won't touch you. What are you afraid of?"

The cold palm pressed against his skin, and Sang Yu shuddered slightly, retorting: "I'm not afraid..."

She's just not used to it.

Breaking free from his hand, Sang Yu asked in confusion: "Why... why are your hands so cold? Did you take a cold shower?"

Xi Jinbai rolled his Adam's apple and said calmly, "Well, the weather is too hot."

Sang Yu was silent.

The room was clearly well air-conditioned, and she didn't feel hot even under the blanket. Maybe boys just like cold showers, and this is the only explanation.

"Can't sleep?" Xi Jinbai looked at her in the dark.

"Hmm... I'm not used to it yet."

She has been sleeping alone ever since she can remember. Now she suddenly has to share a bed with someone else, and someone of the opposite sex. Naturally, she can't adapt for a while.

When I thought about not only sleeping in the same bed with you, but also doing more intimate things in the future... my face started to get hot.

"Get used to it slowly." Xi Jinbai said slowly, and then asked, "When do you want to hold the wedding?"

Sang Yu uttered an "ah" and didn't react. Why did they suddenly mention the wedding? "...I still have to go back to school. I probably won't have time to prepare. There's no rush for the wedding."

"I know." Xi Jinbai said, "We'll go order a wedding dress in a few days. It'll take several months to make it. You can tell me what you want for the wedding. I'll ask the planning team to come up with a plan and you can choose one when the time comes. We just need to find time to take wedding photos. You don't need to worry about anything else."

He had thought it through very carefully, and Sang Yu had no reason to disagree. "Okay."

"Then let's hold the wedding at the end of this year, when you are on winter vacation, okay?" Xi Jinbai finally asked for her opinion.

Sang Yu squeezed his palms and said softly, "Yeah."

She forgot how she fell asleep. It seemed that as they were chatting, her brain relaxed and she was swept away by drowsiness and fell asleep.
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The next day, Xi Jinbai took her back to his villa at Lingfu No. 1 Garden in the city center.

This place is close to the company, and he usually stays here when he gets off work late.

The smart lock at the door recorded Sang Yu’s fingerprint information.

The three-story finely decorated villa is in European style, with gorgeous and grand space layout and excellent lighting.

Xi Jinbai said: "If you don't like the layout of your home, you can ask someone to redo it some other day..."

Sang Yu quickly shook his head, "No, no, I like it very much."

She fully recognized his vision and taste.

Except for the cold color tone, there is no other problem. (End of this chapter)