C682 Sleep Well

That night.

Ye Moxuan hugged her tightly when he was sleeping. His large hands were like heavy iron chains that tightly bound her waist, locking her in his embrace. Han Muzi could not stay away from him even if she wanted to.

Although it was autumn now, in this airless room, being hugged by Ye Moxuan like this still made her feel a little stuffy.

Especially