C3029 Almost Stole a Kiss

Seeing that Ye Shuimo was sleeping soundly, he took the jacket and gently placed it on her shoulder.

Was he that thin? He could even wrap his jacket around her. He stretched out his hand to measure the length of Ye Shuimo's shoulder and once again wondered how this woman could be so slim.

The office was quiet, and the light from the computer reflected off Ye Shuimo's face