24 Theres Nothing You Can Do About It 2 (2/2)

Shen Mochen had a habit of reading before going to bed, so he turned on the bedside lamp and leaned against the bed head to read his book.

On the other hand, Peach snuggled under the covers, and gazed at Shen Mochen's side profile. Under the reflection of the bedside lamp, she could see that his eyelashes were long and curly. At that moment, his eyelashes were drooping down, casting shadows under his eyes. His nose was very straight and his lips were pursed tightly whilst reading. As Peach looked at him, she dozed off without realising.

Shen Mochen's eyes finally shifted from his book to Peach's sleeping face.

Nestled in a warm quilt, Peach's fair face was slightly flushed. Her large doe eyes were shut tight, and her distinct eyelashes trembled gently in her sleep. Her ruby-lipped mouth was slightly opened, making her look adorable. Breathing through her tiny nose, her breaths were long and even.

”So stupid!” Shen Mochen murmured softly at Peach who was asleep, his delicate eyebrows were deeply furrowed. Thinking about it, he reached out to pinch Peach's smooth, soft, round cheeks. When he stretched her cheeks hard, her mouth formed a straight line.

The corner of Shen Mochen's lips turned up in satisfaction. He then turned off the bedside lamp, and slept with his back to Peach.

As he dozed off, Shen Mochen suddenly felt something burrowing into his quilt. Shen Mochen turned over, and was immediately hugged by Peach. A pair of little legs began wrapping around him.

Again.

Shen Mochen rolled his eyes helplessly, as Peach was clinging onto him. Using both his hands and feet, he forcefully peeled Peach off of himself.

”Waaa!” Unsurprisingly, Peach's loud cries rang out, piercing through the silence of the night.