Chapter 476 - 457: Death’s Melody-I
Li Lian’s eyes drowsily open to stare at the white ceiling above her head. She felt an itch on her leg and pulled her ankle slowly only to notice the skin underneath her legs. The touch of the warm skin awoken her from her half-asleep state.
"You know, I found myself enjoying watching you sleeping more than sleeping myself," Li Jun Wei’s deep voice was huskier in the morning, causing her heartbeat to palpitate.
"How long have you’ve been awake?" Li Lian asked as his eyes seemed to be bright as if he had washed his face and she found the tips of his hair were indeed wet.
"I don’t remember, maybe it was an hour ago," Li Jun Wei’s lips twisted slowly into a smile, and his eyes admired her fair shoulders when the thin blanket smoothly fell over her body. Leaning forward, he planted a kiss on the spot his eyes had been coveting to steal a kiss on. "Good morning," he whispered, watching his blooming smile was Li Lian’s morning treasure. Whatever it takes for her to see his smile, she could give it all even if it means to kill.
"Good morning." What time was it? wondered Li Lian and she heard him say,
"It’s still twelve, your company won’t mind you taking a rest after everything you’ve done. Sleep more," he whispered. Li Lian found it strange how he could always read her mind as an open book and people would often hate the thought of others living in their heart and mind. Strangely, she didn’t mind it and instead, found this part of him was similar to a close bond only they could understand.
She noticed how she was dressed less without her top and wrapped the blanket underneath her arms, she stared at his eyes which she knew had been staring at her as if he couldn’t wait to eat her, "What about you?"
"Are you asking me to leave?" Li Jun Wei questioned, pushing himself from the bed, he took a glass of water placed beside him and offered it for her.
Li Lian took the glass, even though her eyes were not on him, she could feel the heating gaze that watched closely her chin and lower to her neck. The air in the room that was light begin to turn tighter as if someone had pulled both ends of a rope, putting strain on them.