It was only at this moment that she truly believed he was seriously injured, unable to bear even carrying her from the living room to the bedroom.
After putting her down, Mo Shiqian walked around the foot of the bed to get back on it from the other side.
After lying down for ten minutes, his waist injury had indeed worsened due to carrying the heavy weight, and now he was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep.
With his eyes closed, he reached out to rub the area, stopped after a while, moved closer to the woman lying on her side, and took her hand... using her hand to rub in place of his own.
The cool, soft fingers didn't really have the right amount of pressure as his own.
But the touch was addictive.
Chi Huan closed her eyes, pretending to sleep, her hand taken by him for his use.
"…"
Chi Huan didn't know how much time had passed when she fell asleep, drowsy and bleary-eyed—
