When Mu Tiantian woke up, her eyes snapped open almost instantly.
A pair of large, dark eyes, staring wide.
After opening them, she didn't dare to close them again, fearing that as soon as she did, the pristine white ceiling would turn back into the gray sky of her dream.
"Awake?"
A deep, sultry voice, slightly hoarse, sounded beside her.
Tilting her head slightly, Mu Tiantian saw the handsome face of Shen Tiancheng, with his uniquely delicate features, sitting at the bedside, his deep eyes fixed on her.
Mu Tiantian opened her mouth, wanting to speak.
As she opened her mouth, the muscles on her face twitched violently due to the pain in her tongue.
Shen Tiancheng watched her and sneered, "Now you feel the pain? Wasn't so tough when you bit it?"
Mu Tiantian glared at Shen Tiancheng resentfully, enduring the pain on the tip of her tongue, her eyes flickering unsteadily.
She tried to sit up, but still lacked strength.
