His gaze fell back on Tang Yanqi again; her collarbone was graceful yet too protruding. This woman was truly too thin.
How did she manage to forcibly endure everything on such a frail body?
Sheng Jianan felt a pang of heartache and subconsciously started calculating how to fatten her up. So thin, even holding her hurt his hands.
Lying down beside Tang Yanqi, Sheng Jianan didn't feel sleepy. He glanced at the person beside him again, cautiously extending a hand under her neck, while the other hand rested on her shoulder, as if he were embracing her.
