"Hmm? Little flatterer."
Bo Jinghang was amused by her, his long index finger playfully flicked the tip of her cute nose, "Come on, flattering me against your conscience, what kind of reward do you want?"
Qin Yiren buried her face in the pillow and rubbed against it, saying seriously, "Not at all, I'm earnestly complimenting you."
Bo Jinghang's smile remained unchanged, he raised his hand to rub the top of her head, "Sleep now, if you can't wake up, we'll go tomorrow."
"Alright..."
Qin Yiren replied softly, closing her eyes and feeling the peace Bo Jinghang brought her, slowly drifting into sleep without realizing it.
Perhaps because she was worried about the psychologist's missed appointment and any potential connection with Bo Jinghang.
Qin Yiren had a terrible dream, it was chaotic, as if she saw a stranger Bo Jinghang confronting Chu Xinian in darkness with dim eyes...
"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian?"
