The people in the live stream room were going crazy, the comments were flying up, but the staff had already taken the machines and left.
[You're spineless, you actually left, film it for me.]
[You can leave, but leave your camera behind, where did your sense of duty go just then?]
Staff: "..."
How could they dare to keep filming? They couldn't, with Jensen Sterling's look, if they didn't leave, they would really be done for.
In the room, the bed was still a lumpy heap, Jensen Sterling's eyes curved, letting out a light laugh: "Alright, they've left."
A few seconds later, a small gap in the blanket was lifted, a pair of shiny black eyes darted around, then the blanket was lifted open.
Mia Sutton was now fully awake, definitely couldn't continue sleeping, sitting there resting, Jensen Sterling sat down by the bed, letting her lean into his arms, he reached out to tidy up her hair that had gotten a bit messy from the blanket.
"Awake?"
