Samuel Xie watched her movements quietly, light and shadow jumping between her slender fingers.
Probably because he was afraid of being discovered by him, after touching his eyelashes, Ethan Ye put aside his small movements and lay on his shoulders again: “If you can’t sleep, or I will press your head again for you...”
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly turned her face and sneezed.
The winter night was cold. Although the heating was turned on in the ward, her fingers on her shoulders were still cold.
Samuel Xie glanced at her thin pajamas, pulled the quilt up, and lay down on her side: “Go to sleep.”
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