With lowered eyes, he looked at her jet-black eyelashes under the night lamp, extraordinarily dense, casting fan-like shadows beneath her eyes.
Below was her upturned nose tip, followed by her soft pinkish red lips.
As he watched her sleeping face, Bao Ye found himself unconsciously entranced.
He only felt that tranquil tis probably amounted to nothing more than this.
The scent exclusively hers lingered with every breath, as if it were his lullaby.
During this ti, Bao Ye’s sleep quality was arguably poor to the extre.
He would sleep a maximum of four hours each day.
Then began another day of intense work.
Yet he did not feel tired at all.
At this mont, with all his exhaustion shed, he realized that was what complete relaxation felt like.
In a few minutes, their intertwined breaths rose and fell in succession.
In the morning, Jiang Ruan had a particularly restful sleep, not waking up the entire night.
When she opened her eyes, the sky outside the window was already bright.
But Jiang Ruan was still lying in the man’s warm embrace, rubbing her drowsy eyes, and as soon as she opened them, she t the man’s deep dark eyes.
Jiang Ruan blinked: "When did you wake up?"
Bao Ye’s voice was a bit hoarse: "Just now."
A raspy, deep bass-like voice.
An inexplicable desire.
"Oh." Jiang Ruan lazily yawned: "What ti is it? It’s the weekend, are you going to work?"
Bao Ye replied: "It’s just eight thirty, still early."
"I’ll stay and lie with you a bit longer."
Hmm???
Didn’t he usually get up before eight?
Weekends, workdays, he worked around the clock.
Jiang Ruan sighed, feeling a bit sorry for him: "It seems being a big boss isn’t that easy. Why not give yourself a break, rest at ho today."
"I can’t." Bao Ye said in a deep voice: "The company is working on a new project recently, I’m not the only one working."
The implication was clear.
He was the boss, needed to set an example, leading the employees in overti.
Knowing he was a workaholic, Jiang Ruan didn’t stop him: "Alright, alright, just make sure to take care of yourself, don’t overwork."
Listening to her concern, Bao Ye’s lips curved into a smile: "Hmm."
"It’s the weekend, what are your plans?"
Jiang Ruan thought and said: "After sleeping a bit more, I’ll get up for a workout, in the afternoon I plan to attend a vocal class, Sister Qin said a new variety show about music is going to start filming soon, she wants to help warm up the show."
"Besides, I lack experience in this field, so I might as well go and learn."
"Anyway, all I can sing are love songs, those are easy to sing, but those sorrowful love songs, I can’t sing at all."
Bao Ye licked his lips: "Still quite busy."
"What love songs can you sing?"
He hadn’t heard her sing yet.
"Many." Jiang Ruan counted: "Like Jay Chou’s, Landy’s, and also Cyndi Wang’s, I like many singers."
Bao Ye hadn’t heard of any.
He chuckled softly: "I’m not really interested in dostic singers."
"Really?" Jiang Ruan was curious: "Then what kind of music do you usually listen to?"
Bao Ye said: "I like pure music."
"Or more of guqin and piano pieces."
Compared to that, well, it’s true sotis comparisons can hurt.
Jiang Ruan humd: "To each their own; anyway, I can’t stand those dry piano pieces at all."
Nothing compares to the beauty of love songs.
They leave the listener with a pleasant feeling inside.
Bao Ye, aware of their vastly different tastes, rely smiled and remained silent, palm warmly rubbing her head: "Sing for another day, then."
"Or maybe I could co and listen to you live."
Jiang Ruan’s eyes imdiately lit up hearing this: "Live?"
"You have the ti, huh."
Bao Ye: "Work is never-ending."
"I might be able to find ti, though I’m not sure now, given the special nature of my work, which may require sudden business trips."
"Oh." Jiang Ruan said: "Then let’s talk about it later."
Looking up at him with so excitent, she seriously said: "If you’re there live, I’ll probably be a bit nervous."
Bao Ye lowered his head, buried in her neck: "Nervous about what?"
Jiang Ruan bit her lip: "I don’t know."
"So, are you saying if I go, it might affect your performance?" Bao Ye raised his eyes, humorously looking at her, then slowly said: "Alright, then I won’t go."
Hearing this, Jiang Ruan suddenly got anxious: "No way."
"You promised to go! A gentleman never goes back on his word once it’s out!"
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