Before she went to bed,Xia Mingzhu wanted to comfort He Yan. When she saw that she had lost her soul,she held back her words.
Xia Mingzhu silently lifted the blanket and lay down beside He Yan. He slept until midnight when he heard He Yan whining and crying. Perhaps he was afraid of waking him up and making his voice very low.
"Wu wu ……"
Xia Mingzhu quickly lifted the blanket and sat up. When she saw He Yan buried her whole body in the blanket,her tears flowed down and her pillow was wet.
"Yanzi ……"
"Wu wu wu ……"
As soon as Xia Mingzhu spoke,He Yan stopped suppressing himself and cried out in pain.
The hand Xia Mingzhu had just reached out stopped in mid-air. She wanted to comfort her.
But when he thought about it in the blink of an eye,he felt that it was best for Yan Ziyu to vent
