lan yu's gaze was deep as he looked at xue 'er's calm little face.
He knew that she would not wake up no matter what he did. The two sleeping pills in the glass of milk were enough to keep her awake until tomorrow afternoon.
He held her in one hand and took his phone with the other. He adjusted the angle and took a few photos. Then, he took a few solo photos for her.
those photos were very beautiful. after all, lan yu was an artist and had a certain sense of aesthetics.
in particular, xue 'er was lying on the dark-colored bed sheets with her body turned sideways. she was only wearing a shirt, and her tender appearance made lan yu almost unable to take his eyes off her.
He had always known that she was a beautiful person, but in the past five years, it was not that he did not have any desire for her, but it was very rare. Even if there was a little bit, he had suppressed it.
