The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 30

She gripped a corner of her clothes and pulled it out little by little.

After struggling for several minutes, the clothes were finally pulled out successfully.

Jiang Youxi pulled it up to take a look.

It really was that pink coat she had disappeared from before!

She had wanted to find it and wear it a few days ago, but she couldn’t find it anywhere. Turns out she left it here and this guy used it as a pillow to sleep on!

Jiang Youxi glared angrily at the man’s sleeping face so close to hers.

No way! He’s been using this coat for free for so many days, I’ll make him pay the rental fee when he wakes up!

Jiang Youxi folded her coat and got up to leave.

But just as he reached the door, a painful groan suddenly came from the sofa.

It’s very familiar.

Jiang Youxi suddenly turned her head to look.

Sure enough, the man who had been sleeping soundly on the sofa was now curled up, his hands gripping the leather tightly, sweat beading on his forehead, and looking pained.

He tossed and turned on the sofa, his whole body trembling from the nightmare.

Jiang Youxi’s expression changed, and she rushed over quickly, using her hands to catch his falling body.

Jiang Youxi pushed him back onto the sofa before picking up her coat that had fallen to the floor.

When she looked up again, she met the man’s dark, inky eyes.

Jiang Youxi was stunned: “You…you’re awake?”

The pain from before was gone from his face, and his body relaxed. He just stared at her intently, without responding or moving.

? ?

Could he be sleepwalking?

Jiang Youxi reached out and waved her hand in front of him: “Still not awake?”

My wrist was suddenly grabbed.

She was startled and tried to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly, and she couldn’t break free.

“What are you doing? Let go…” Jiang Youxi’s pupils suddenly widened, her face filled with shock as she looked at everything in front of her.

The man took her hand, placed it to his lips, and kissed it gently.

Jiang Youxi froze on the spot, her palm feeling as if she had been electrocuted, her entire palm tingling with numbness.

etc!

He just kissed her hand!

Before Jiang Youxi could recover from the shock, she saw him place her hand on his face and gently rub it against his cheek.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the clouds, falling on him through the glass window and drawing a line between light and shadow across his body.

Half light, half dark.

He rubbed against her while staring at her intently, his movements gentle and affectionate, like a cat that enjoys rubbing against its owner, his expression one of blissful enjoyment.

But those eyes were like those of a midnight coyote, dark and eerie, full of danger and aggression.

His eyes were clear as a mirror, but his hand movements were like those of an unconscious sleepwalker, using her hand as a source of comfort, kissing and rubbing it.

Jiang Youxi felt a strange sensation, finding it difficult to determine whether he was truly conscious at that moment.

“Senior He Zhuo?”

Jiang Youxi tried calling out a few times, but he ignored her, only focused on kissing her hand.

Jiang Youxi reached out her other hand and tried to pat his shoulder: “He—”

The words had barely left his mouth when the man suddenly yanked hard.

Caught off guard, Jiang Youxi threw herself onto him, her face colliding with his hard chest.

A wave of soreness washed over Jiang Youxi, and tears welled up in her eyes from the pain.

That bastard.

Even getting some sleep is such a hassle!

Jiang Youxi tried to prop her head up and climb off him, but a hand gripped her waist tightly, preventing her from moving.

Jiang Youxi sensed something, abruptly looked up, and met the man’s clear eyes—

“He Zhuo, are you awake?”