Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Donghua promised solemnly.

Looking at Donghua who was standing in front of the bed holding a quilt and looking at her, Jiang Ruan felt a little regretful, but she still retreated to the inside of the bed, giving half of the space to Donghua, and then placed the pillow across the middle of the two of them.

Jiang Ruan divided the space very carefully. After placing the pillow across the middle, she looked at Donghua and explained the rules to him: "This is the boundary. You are not allowed to cross it."

He felt that Jiang Ruan was sitting on the bed, a small creature, with her black hair spread out like the finest silk, and her ethereal and otherworldly eyes looking at him with moisture, as cute as a cat.

Donghua clenched his fist against his lips and coughed softly, "Don't worry, Ruan."

Then he asked hesitantly, "But what if you cross the line?"

"I won't!" Jiang Ruan was very confident in her sleeping posture and immediately glared at Donghua who was teasing her.

The smile on Donghua's lips deepened and he climbed onto the bed.

Jiang Ruan's body immediately stiffened, and he felt a strong sense of oppression in an instant!

Donghua was tall and climbed onto the bed. Although he was kneeling on the bed at the outermost part, he covered Jiang Ruan, who was at the innermost part, tightly!

A strand of snow-white hair fell to his chest as Donghua moved. Jiang Ruan saw his strong and sturdy muscles through his slightly open clothes. Her cheeks immediately became hot and she looked away, not daring to look again.

Donghua noticed all of Jiang Ruan's little movements and let out a soft laugh. He knew what was going on, but he still deliberately asked, "Why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch Jiang Ruan's forehead.

Jiang Ruan dodged in a panic, covering his head with the quilt and wrapping himself tightly. His voice was muffled even through the quilt: "I'm fine, just sleepy..."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was afraid that Donghua would pull back the quilt to check her condition, which would definitely make her embarrassed!

Looking at Jiang Ruan who was wrapped tightly like a caterpillar, Donghua's eyes flashed with desire. He never suppressed his feelings for Jiang Ruan, nor did he suppress his inner thoughts.

It's just that he won't take action against her until Jiang Ruan's attitude towards him softens to a certain extent.

Donghua's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, but he couldn't bear to look away. He replied in a normal voice, "I'm glad you're okay. I'll turn off the lights then."

Under the quilt, Jiang Ruan nodded randomly, and then realized that Donghua couldn't see her, so she could only pretend that she didn't hear his question, closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep quickly.

The more I want to sleep, the harder it is to fall asleep.

It was hot and stuffy inside the quilt. Jiang Ruan was sweating profusely and felt that Donghua beside her was too "an eyesore".

His presence was so strong that even though there was a quilt between them and a pillow outside the quilt, his tall figure reminded Jiang Ruan all the time that he was right next to her, within reach of her with just a stretch of her hand.

Jiang Ruan carefully turned over in the quilt, facing away from Donghua.

But soon, she felt something was wrong, as if a pair of eyes were staring at her back all the time, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

In addition, the temperature in the quilt continued to rise, and Jiang Ruan himself had difficulty breathing due to the heat and was gasping for air.

It was hot and stuffy, but Jiang Ruan still didn't want to show her head. She was afraid that Donghua was not asleep. What would she do if she showed her head and made eye contact with him?

At the same time, Jiang Ruan's soft heart, which had previously been unable to bear Donghua's coldness, has now recovered a little.

She noticed that Donghua hadn't coughed since he fell asleep on the bed, and a guess emerged in her mind: what if Donghua was lying to her?

But now he's in bed...

Once this doubt arises in your heart, the suspicion will grow rapidly like a vine, and finally wrap around your entire heart, tightening and loosening it to make you uncomfortable.

Finally, she crawled out of the quilt, and the slightly cool air made her feel a little cooler from the stuffiness.

With the help of the subtle outlines in the darkness, she saw Donghua lying quietly on the bed, covered with a quilt, sleeping very neatly, with some distance between him and the pillow.

Jiang Ruan's suspicious heart slightly condemned himself.

Donghua's action was obviously intended to reassure her, but she was wondering under the quilt whether he really caught a cold.

However, since it has come out, it is better to check the pulse.

In the darkness, she couldn't see Donghua's expression, but she made sure that he had his eyes closed. From the sound of his breathing, which was soft and slow, she could tell that he was asleep.

Jiang Ruan wrapped herself in a quilt and tiptoed closer. After just a few steps, she was sweating from nervousness.

She felt like she was doing something bad, but she was just trying to confirm whether what Donghua said was true. This was also a way to be responsible to herself, so it wasn't a bad thing.

But my heart still beats uncontrollably!

Looking at the outline of Donghua's arm outside the quilt, she reached out her hand from the tightly wrapped quilt and took a light breath to press Donghua's pulse on his wrist.

Just as her fingers touched his wrist, her hand was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and pulled over with great force!

The world was spinning, and Jiang Ruan was pressed down on the bed with a dazed head. Above her was Donghua, whose eyes were clear and a dark storm was brewing.

The long snow-white hair fell to Jiang Ruan's cheek, entangled with her black hair spread on the bed.

Jiang Ruan placed one hand on Donghua's chest, and the other hand was held tightly by Donghua's big hand and pressed against her ear. She stared at Donghua's cold and handsome face in a daze, and for a moment she didn't react.

Donghua looked at the woman beneath him.

Her soft hair was messily stuck to her cheeks, and her eyes, full of autumn water, were wide open in the darkness, filled with surprise and embarrassment that had not yet dissipated. The corners of her eyes were red, which made her even more lovable. His gaze moved down, slowly moving across her rosy cheeks, and finally fixed on her slightly parted red lips.

The hand on Jiang Ruan's waist became heavier, and the lust in his usually cold and indifferent eyes gradually deepened. Donghua, who never suppressed his thoughts on Jiang Ruan, drooped his eyelids slightly to cover the lust in his eyes and pressed towards her under him.

"A Ruan." Donghua pronounced Jiang Ruan's name tenderly and full of desire.

The soft whisper in her ear sent a tingling sensation along her earlobe, and Jiang Ruan felt something soft and wet touch her earlobe...

She suddenly came to her senses and wanted to move, but she found that her whole body was weak and she couldn't use any strength at all. Her legs were so soft that she felt a strange feeling drilling into her body.

Grabbing the white and soft fabric of Donghua's robe and making a wrinkle on his chest, Jiang Ruan wanted to cry but had no tears. She felt dizzy and the corners of her eyes became redder.

"You..." She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say. Her mind was a mess and she felt a strange feeling she had never experienced before.

Donghua gently kissed away a tear from the corner of her eye. He soothed her in a hoarse voice, "Don't cry."

Jiang Ruan found it very strange.

Donghua's lips were very hot, and his hands were also very hot, whether it was the hand around her waist or the hand holding her wrist and pressing it on the bed. Not only was his body heavy, but it was also very hot.

She was almost forced to the point of being unable to breathe...