Gu Yan crossed her arms over her chest and leaned her head to one side. A smile appeared in the corners of her mouth, as if she had a good dream.

There was nothing but silence in such a big studio. But Jiang Jingcheng felt that his heart was full of something. Seeing Gu Yan’s sleeping face, he couldn’t help feeling warm. It was like that the string in his heart was plucked randomly, which disturbed his original peaceful mind.

He thought this was the feeling of ...