Shen ting took care of her and let her sleep. He sat by the bed and read a book, waiting for yihuan to fall asleep.
Yi Huan rested her head on the pillow and said in a soft voice, " "Big brother, tell me a story."
Shen ting smiled and closed the book in his hand. He then gently told Yi Huan a few stories.
and the little guy slowly fell asleep.
in the middle of the night, her porcelain-white face was quiet and beautiful.
shen ting looked at her quietly. he hesitated for a moment, but he still reached out and gently placed his hand on yi huan's head.
She was too young and carefree.
probably feeling the warmth of his palm, yi huan automatically moved closer to him, like a kitten.
Shen ting faintly smiled.
the night grew deeper.
He was supposed to sleep at this time, but he didn't want to sleep at all. He just read a book at the head of her bed and watched over her quietly until one in the morning, when he had no choice but to sleep.
