“I am going to rest for awhile. I will come back at night. In short, I am fine.”

“At night?!" Harry suddenly blushed. "You’re still... coming to sleep at my place... at night?”

He made me blush as well. I immediately replied, “I will talk to you again at night.” I hung up, but my heart continued racing. 

What is wrong with me? My heartbeat raced and I blushed when I talked to Harry. The memory of Harry sleeping next to me came to my mind again. I was listening to his heartbeat as I lied on his chest.

I felt restless, as if there was a heavyweight on my chest. It was as though the oxygen in the room had become thin.

I looked at Xing Chuan sideways while he was facing me. His dark long hair was scattered over his shoulders and chest. His pink nipples were faintly visible from under his hair. 

Following this, Harry’s picture appeared in my head with his steaming upper body. His brown hair was even more vibrant because it was drenched. His fair skin was pinkish because of the heat from the shower. The teardrop tattoo on...