Xia Yinian suddenly felt as if she was imprisoned by cotton, she pushed several times but couldn't break free.
Don't ask her how he did it, anyway, Uncle just has that ability.
"It doesn't matter if it gets dark, even in the dark, I wouldn't want to be with..."
Mumbling, Xia Yinian lifts her gaze, only to find the man has already closed his eyes.
Has Uncle not been sleeping well these past few days? Upon a closer look, she actually noticed a hint of fatigue between his brows.
It's really not easy to see fatigue on his face, so, he must really be too busy.
Looking at his face, Xia Yinian suddenly does not want to disturb him.
Just how many things does he have to deal with? How busy is he? Maybe only Chi He knows.
Or maybe, even Chi He doesn't know.
The man, who was shameless just now, when he quiets down, arouses a bit of pity.
She wants him to get a good sleep, wants to help share some of his worries.
Successful people are often lonely, does Uncle feel lonely, too?
