"Of course, you can only be my man," Zhan Hanjue said solemnly.
"Yes, yes, my man can only be you. So, can my man let me rest now? I'm so sleepy," Ye Ningwan said coyly.
"Of course you can, sleep first, I'll stay here and watch over you."
Zhan Hanjue hurriedly tucked her in, then lowered his head to kiss the back of her hand.
As long as it's a request from her, he couldn't possibly refuse, let alone when she's being coy.
Whenever she acted coy, his whole heart would soften.
*****
"Xia Luo, someone is here to see you."
Xia Luo sat in the corner of the prison wearing a prison uniform. After several days of prison life, she looked a bit haggard. Her expression had become numb, not as lively as when she first came in.
Perhaps she hadn't imagined living in such a prison life at first.
And it was only after a few days that she realized what it felt like to be in prison.
"Xia Luo."
The female prison guard shouted loudly again.
