Chapter 130 To Pounce or Not to Pounce (16)
Ling Chuxia gradually drifted into sleep when Shi Che’s internal struggle reached its breaking point. He clenched his hands forcefully and stared deeply at her back, swallowing hard, he decided not to suppress his own desires. Abruptly sitting up, he stretched out his long arm, directly draping it over Ling Chuxia’s shoulder. Then, applying a gentle force, he turned her body around. However, just as he was about to press down, his body involuntarily halted.
Ling Chuxia did not know when she had fallen asleep. She was sleeping peacefully, with a serene expression on her face and a slight upturn at the corners of her lips, as if she was having a pleasant dream. Her face no longer bore the respectful, demeaning look she showed when facing him, nor the indifference she displayed no matter what he did.
Perhaps because his hand was pressing on her shoulder, she seemed uncomfortable. Her delicate eyebrows knit together, her red lips parted slightly, and she murmured a fuzzy sound, seemingly a expression of dissatisfaction.
Shi Che’s hand unconsciously released her shoulder, and even the restlessness that filled his heart seemed to dissipate as he watched her peacefull sleep. The mysterious agitation was as though it was being soothed by a gentle hand, little by little, until he was utterly at peace.
He slowly lay back down, this time beside Ling Chuxia. There was no longer such a great distance between them; his arm was next to hers. With his face turned to the side, her striking features were just inches away—so close, he could almost count each long, thick lash.
It had been a long time since they had lain so closely together. Sometimes, no matter how intimate they were, they seemed close at hand and yet worlds apart. Now, it was only when she was asleep that he could rightfully sleep by her side, this close to her.
As he gazed at her, something roiled in the depths of his dark pupils, and his vision gradually blurred.