The words were like a sigh, but they also had a funny meaning. Yao Ji lay on the bed again, closed her eyes, and fell asleep not long after.
It's just that she didn't sleep peacefully this time. If someone were here at this moment, they could find Yao Ji's slender hands holding the quilt, her eyebrows frowning, and the look of pain and cruelty flashed alternately on her face.
He seemed extremely uncomfortable, but he bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth, preventing himself from making even a single sound.