That cry is like a wild cat in a grave, a whimpering baby crying
Qiye suddenly felt a little distressed. After being numb for a long time, he finally reached out his hand and gently stroked her hair. This time, Qian Chang did not dodge, but his whole body trembled slightly.
It seemed that he was a little tired from all the fuss, and finally he just sat like that and fell into a deep sleep.
At this time of Qiye, he gently picked up the woman and put her on the bed. He took off his coat and lay down with Qian Shang in his arms.
She pulled the brocade quilt and wrapped it deeply around Qian Shang's slender body.
Several times during the night, Qian Shang did not sleep peacefully. One time, she actually jumped out of bed and ran around in a panic. Qiye had no choice but to light the lamp in the dark, and then saw Qian Shang standing barefoot, walking in the light.
When she destroyed the whole house, she actually became quiet like that
Qiye realized that Qianshang was afraid of the dark.
Then there was a pain in her heart. Was she always afraid when there was darkness?
How did she survive so many days in the dark and humid place of the cold palace?
Qiye's eyes were filled with heavy heartache and unspeakable self-blame.
For the first time, he actually deeply regretted what he had done.
"Qianshang... come here, come here obediently, I will sleep with you." Qiye stretched out his hand, with a bit of temptation and coaxing.
Qian Chang hesitated for a moment, maybe because the demon and darkness had brought too much impact on her, and she was a little tired. Even if the other party was Qiye, she still wanted someone to rely on, so she walked over obediently.
For the first time, she was not stubborn or unyielding, so Qiye's heart suddenly softened and became a spring water.
Feeling moved, she picked up Qian Shang and gently put her on the bed, saying coaxingly: "Qian Shang, sleep well, I'll be with you, don't be afraid!"