Mo Yesi took a deep breath and said in his deep voice, "I just want to hug you to sleep, I won't do anything else. But if you continue moving about against me, I won't be able to control myself."
Qiao Mianmian was immediately shocked into keeping still.
The man's breathing against the back of her head was a little hurried at first. But a minute later, it slowed and steadied.
He planted a kiss on her head.
Mo Yesi then closed his eyes in satisfaction and said, "Baby, go to sleep."
Her fragrant scent put him at ease.
Every time he was about to go to sleep, he would feel especially anxious and frustrated.
It was as if the nerves in his brain were taut and tense.
Each night he would feel like he was having a fight with himself.
Whether he won or lost, he would eventually be dragged into that world of darkness.
A world without any light at all, a boundless void.
