When An Ziqi finished shaving him, Xiao Moli's shallow breathing had already become more regular.
She gently removed the towel covering his eyes.
Seeing the bluish circles under his eyes made her heart ache even more.
She reached out to the side and picked up a thin blanket to cover him.
This guy was always very vigilant, especially around her, always on high alert in all aspects.
Sometimes she would just talk in her sleep at night, and he would wake up.
Afraid that leaving now would wake him up, she stayed with him for a while, then quietly slipped out and headed outside.
Yun Yi was still in the outer hall. Seeing An Ziqi come out alone, he raised an eyebrow and teased, "So soon? Is Moli sick? Do you need me to get something good to help him out?"
An Ziqi stepped forward and kicked at him.
Yun Yi quickly dodged to the side and shouted, "Hey, do you want to be violent like Moli? I'm doing this for your own good, ungrateful."
