Shang Jingchen first draped his arm around her shoulders.
"Hmm?" Ye Zhixing looked up at him.
But he kept his gaze fixed firmly on the screen, his hold on her feeling entirely natural. Ye Zhixing said nothing; they had already slept in the same bed, so this was nothing out of the ordinary. Seeing her remain silent, Shang Jingchen’s lips curled slightly. Ten minutes later, he simply lifted her onto his lap.
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