Xu Nianhua looked at the sleeping Pei Yicheng with suspicion, feeling that he was exceptionally clingy when drunk.
With her waist held tightly by him, Nianhua couldn't get up and instead lay on her side, observing Pei Yicheng. His usually intimidating black eyes were now closed in sleep, and at this close range, Nianhua realized the artisan-like precision of his facial features.
She had always known that Pei Yicheng was handsome. Whether at school or out and about, she often heard others' covert glances and complimentary words.
Staring at him so closely made her more acutely aware of his attractiveness. Leaning in, she could count the fine hairs on his face and his long, thick lashes. Nianhua knew that beneath those lashes were deep-set eyes that made her heart race and her cheeks blush whenever he looked at her.
He was truly her boyfriend.
