Chapter 60 Natalie's Sleep Assessment

Last night, the curtains weren't drawn, allowing a beam of morning light to shine on the bedside.

Oliver opened his eyes and saw the woman in his arms, avoiding the light and snuggling into his embrace like a cat.

She seemed a bit cold, and her soft, delicate hand was touching his lower back for warmth, making him feel tender.

From his perspective, he could see her curled lashes and relaxed brow, a different kind of gentleness.

Oliver suddenly felt that this kind of life was not bad at all.

Without moving his body, he reached out his arm and grabbed the smart remote control on the bedside, pressing two buttons. The curtains closed automatically, and the temperature of the air conditioning rose from 16 degrees to 26 degrees.

After a while, it was time for morning exercise, and Oliver carefully got up.

Who would have thought that as soon as he sat up, he would grabbed by a little hand.

Natalie was still asleep, her brow furrowed, holding onto him, as if his departure would disrupt her s