Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 167: Did He Take Care of Her All Night?

The aftereffects of the low fever made her head feel groggy and uncomfortable the next morning.

Song Yinyin struggled to open her bleary eyes, and suddenly, a man’s handso face ca into view.

In that instant, she was fully awake.

What was going on?

Why was she in such an ambiguous posture, lying in Lu Jihan’s arms, her hands wrapped around his shoulders, her face pressed against his chest, and her legs draped over his firm waist...?

She closed her eyes, waited for two seconds, then reopened them to realize this wasn’t a dream, because his face remained clearly visible.

Her mind was in a daze.

At the sa ti, her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Though last night’s mories were fuzzy, she rembered ripping into Song Anqi at Doctor Ji’s birthday banquet.

Song Anqi set a trap, almost making her a thief, but she exposed her, and her hand got injured in the process.

Afterward, she saw her father, Song Huaizhong, and got back her grandfather’s inheritance.

Following that...

Did she cry her heart out in Lu Jihan’s arms?

Indeed, she did, and he even mocked her for looking ugly while crying.

Later on, she seed to have fallen asleep and had a fever; she was feeling very unwell.

But there was a warm embrace surrounding her, and a deep, gentle voice lingered by her ear...

She glanced down at her hand, which seed less painful than last night; Doctor Ji’s dical skills were indeed remarkable.

She exhaled gently and slowly turned her head.

In her vision was still his chiseled face, long and thick eyelashes, a straight nose, full lips, and an impeccably perfect outline.

Upon closer inspection, she noticed a faint weariness on that handso face.

Slightly tousled bangs, faint dark circles under the eyes, and a hint of stubble erging on his chin.

This man always presented himself well, always elegant and graceful in front of others, unlike the tired and unkempt man now.

Was Lu Jihan taking care of her all night?

It must have been.

She involuntarily paused for a few seconds, her gaze lingering on his face.

At this mont, he was sleeping deeply.

With each breath he took, her breathing unconsciously synchronized with his, their breaths gradually rging.

In this sun-drenched room, her heart ward up, a sweetness coursed through her, preventing her from disturbing his rest.

She blinked lightly, looked up at the room again, realizing it was his room, unsure if her son had awoken.

If Da Bai were awake, he’d definitely seek her out again.

With that thought, Song Yinyin dared not delay and decided to return to the guest room quickly before Da Bai woke up.

She quietly lifted the cover and glanced down; her clothes were still intact, suggesting he hadn’t taken advantage of her last night.

She couldn’t help but look back at him once more.

Suddenly, she felt that he wasn’t as detestable as she’d thought.

With a slight curve on her lips, Song Yinyin slipped on her slippers and quietly got off the bed.

Noticing a notepad and a pen on the bedside table, Song Yinyin suddenly felt intrigued and picked up the pen to write a line on the paper.

"Thanks for last night."

A few simple words were enough to express her gratitude.

Satisfied, she placed the paper and pen back down and tiptoed out of the master bedroom.

.........

On the other side of the city.

Song Huaizhong had just returned ho and saw the butler hurrying out to et him. He frowned and asked, "Where are Mada and Miss?"