She shrank down, the whole person burrowing under the blanket, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
Not yet accustomed to the dark, she could only vaguely see the lean outline of the man.
He seemed to be standing by the bed, his head bowed as if watching her.
"Xu Mo... why are you still standing here?" Ruan Li asked softly.
The man seemed to suppress his throat, responding in a deep voice.
The bed sagged at the edge, he sat on the side of the bed.
"You go ahead and sleep, I'm not tired."
Originally, Ruan Li thought Xu Mo might still be feeling unwell, and wanted to show concern, but inexplicably she didn't want to speak.
As she heard the gradually steady breathing in the room, Xu Mo curled his fingers by his side.
Only now did he dare to let his gaze reveal its greed, his scarlet eyes staring intently at the person on the bed.
The tightly wrapped blanket was slowly pulled open, revealing that defenseless sleeping face.
