"What's the matter?"
She was startled for no reason, her heart jumping in chaos.
He chuckled softly, gathered her long hair, and rolled it up to reveal her neck. He sighed and left a kiss on the back of her neck.
"Instead of asking me, why not ask yourself why you're so nervous?" He mischievously wrote on her palm.
She felt a lack of oxygen, carefully dodged him: "I thought you weren't feeling well."
He took a long breath in the darkness.
Holding her palm, he held his breath and wrote: "Yes, yes, I'm not feeling well."
"What's wrong?" Shi Nian couldn't help but feel nervous.
The nights had been getting chillier lately, even though he had borrowed a blanket from Gu Yong and the others, the room still felt cold at night. With her period in the past two days, he had been meticulously taking care of her, making her worry that he might have caught a cold at night.
He remained silent, walked back to the sofa, and sat down.
