Ji Wei's tears that she had struggled to hold back threatened to spill again. She sniffed, pretending to complain: "With you touching and kissing here, how can I rest well?"
As soon as she spoke, she couldn't help but blush.
Mo Qian's eyes filled with a smile, and he reached out to gently wipe away the remaining tear stains on her face, "It's all my fault. You lie down and sleep for a while, I'll go out and wait——"
The man hadn't finished speaking when Ji Wei grabbed his wrist: "Forget it, I'm still used to having you by my side." She said, slightly embarrassed, turning her gaze away.
His eyes held an even deeper smile, and he nodded slowly, his voice gentle: "Alright."
With Mo Qian's help, Ji Wei slowly lay down on the soft pillow, still staring at him intently. In fact, more than sleeping, she preferred to watch him quietly, feeling good even when doing nothing.
