Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

At night, He Xiyan was like a kitten clasped in Ye Hao’s arms, sleeping with her head on his arm.

She frowned tightly, she couldn’t fall asleep for a long time and thus, she left his arms quietly and rolled to the side.

Only she knew that she had been nervous all day, wondering what to do from the moment she received the message. The first thing that came to her mind was to be cool with it, not reply and ignore as if she didn’t read the message. But she was afraid that this would send him straight to the castle to find her.

Later, she wanted to tell him face to face, but she was afraid that such a move would be misunderstood by the man next to her, as she was now his fiancee.

After thinking about it, she just wrote a card with the words she wanted to say on it, and made a cake for him, which was her last blessing to him.

That was the only way. For the five-year relationship, she had loved and infatuated him, paying with no regrets, trying to retain, she was hurt and in the end she could only sigh helplessly.

She went through the whole process from the beginning to the end of a relationship, she had experienced all kinds of joys and sorrows of it. She never wanted to go through this again.

Then she turned and moved closer to the man beside her, putting her hand gently on his shoulder. Under the dim light, she could see him sleeping, his curving eyelashes was like a fan, and she could hear his even breathing.

He Xiyan carefully lifted a corner of the blanket and tucked him in snugly.

This man was suddenly broke into her life, this might be the fate of it, they had gone from strangers to a husband and wife relationship.

Though she didn’t say to him, she was actually thankful to him for protecting her and caring for her since he had knew her. Thankful to him for never giving up on her past. After knowing him, she only knew that what it was like to be loved by a man.

Ye Hao, do you love me very much?

He Xiyan looked at the man who was still sleeping soundly in front of her, her lips opened slightly with no sound.

She thought for a moment that she had not really heard him say “I love you”. No, it seemed he had said it, he said it when they were closest in bed, but that wasn’t counting.

He Xiyan turned over again, adjusted to her favourite sleeping posture, and she finally woke him up.

“Why don’t you sleep?” Ye Hao reached out and pulled her into his arms again.

His chest was closed to her back.

He Xiyan shrank her neck, she was really a small one in his arms.

“Let’s go to sleep, you have to sleep as the baby wants to.” Ye Hao’s breath spread over her neck.

He Xiyan smiled.

The baby isn’t as big as the nails yet.

The next day, He Xiyan was half asleep when she was carried by Ye Hao from the bed.

“Get up and have breakfast, sleepy head.”

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, her nose rubbed against Ye Hao’s neck, she turned her head and glanced at the European-style clock on the wall, and then she found out it was nine o’clock in the morning.

The sun was shining on the pillows.

“I am so sleepy.” She was still yawning and stretching. It might be she went to bed late last night or the pregnancy caused drowsiness. She had recently started dozing off so frequently that she could sometimes fall asleep on a stool.