Eva Thompson lay in bed and didn't want to move. The bedding was obviously different from yesterday. She didn't know when the man changed it to clean ones. She curled up in the quilt, curling up like a bulge.
Liam Mitchell curved his eyes, shook his head and chuckled, then simply went to get the toiletries and washed her face and combed her hair.
The movements were extremely gentle.
Sometimes Eva Thompson feels that he has a bad temper and patience, but sometimes, she feels that he is a very gentle person.
She sat on the bed, looking at his sharp brows and serious eyes, as he combed through his hair again and again. Her gaze fell on his neck, and when she saw a circle of teeth marks at the same place where he had bitten and bled the first time, her ears felt hot, and she felt both shocked and embarrassed.
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