"..."
His thoughts never strayed from that topic for a moment.
Tong Ran was too lazy to talk to him any more, having finished her porridge, she was about to get up to take the porcelain bowl away, when the man swatted her hand away, "If you like carrying bowls so much, I'll send you to work in a hotel for a lifetime."
"..."
Mo Nanjue sat on the bedside, hooking her slender waist to pull her into his embrace, "Stay with me for a while."
She had not slept all night taking care of him, and now, looking up, she saw that daylight had already broken.
"Okay."
Tong Ran nodded and, without moving, let him hold her.
The man's fever hadn't subsided, the parts of him touching her burning hot like fire. After they lay down, neither spoke again. Tong Ran was too exhausted to resist, and shortly after closing her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep.
