C277 You Are like a Little Wife

The morning sunlight streamed into the room as Lu Sinian groggily opened his eyes, feeling a small hand resting on his waist. Thankfully, it wasn't uncomfortable. Shi Qing lay facing him, sharing the pillow. She slept quietly, her breathing soft and gentle.

Sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains, casting a beam right across Shi Qing's face