In the eastern sky, where night and day alternate, a bright star hangs.
The royal castle is quiet and peaceful, and you can only hear the sound of the sea water rushing onto the beach.
From this bedroom, you can see directly the sea.
She woke up from her sleep and found herself lying in the arms of a man.
Her head rested on the man's arm, and her hands pressed against his sexy chest. The distance between the two was very close, so close that she could feel his regular heartbeat, slow breathing, and the tightness of his slender legs.
Next to her, a muscular and well-proportioned male arm stretched tightly across her waist.
Her body froze instantly. Even without raising her head, she knew who the man was holding her.
Even in the nightmare last night, she did not completely lose her memory.
At first, she couldn't quite understand why she felt like she was floating in the water, warm and safe, but then she knew it was because he had been holding her all night.
His heart was open so defenselessly, like a magic blanket, gently but powerfully surrounding her and protecting her.
How long had it been since she had slept so well, so deeply, so completely relaxed, without any worries?
Just like every night she experienced before she was eighteen.
This man had an aura that was unique to the royal family. He was so powerful that he seemed to be able to block everything, making her feel a rare sense of tranquility.
His body is very warm.
Even with the soft pajamas fabric between them, she could still feel his warm body temperature filling her body.
She slowly raised her head and saw his sleeping face.
The beautiful facial features are like works of art carefully crafted from jade, with a high and elegant nose bridge and beautiful lips.
Even if the eyes are slightly closed, one can still see the exquisiteness of those eyes - the eyes are long and narrow, the eyelashes are thick, and they cast a beautiful fan-shaped shadow on the lower part of the face.
For the first time, she noticed that his eyelashes were also light brown, the same color as his hair, and he was as charming as the ruthless prince in the legend.
No matter how ruthless it is, it is also moving.
What's more, he is a real prince.
She only moved a little, and Chu Yilun's lush eyelashes opened his eyelids.
"Hi, good morning."
His face had a somewhat anxious and lazy smile, but his eyes were so bright, as bright and gentle as the stars in the sky.
But why, she thought of that person, that domineering man with a pair of eyes as deep as the night sea.
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Lowering her eyes nervously, she quickly took her hands away from his open chest as if she was set on fire, and said with a blushing face, "You...I...how could...
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"You had a nightmare last night. If you hear any noise, I'll come over and take a look -"
"But......"
"You asked me to stay, remember?" He grabbed her hands and continued to press them against his naked chest.
Cheng Liuli's eyes moved around in panic, trying hard to free his hands, but accidentally saw the light golden chest hair on his chest.
Her pretty face turned red to the base of her ears.
The handsome and cold boy in the past has now grown into a real man.
But in just one year, he had transformed from a wealthy young man into a powerful national monarch, and she.