Tan Mo did not feel well. She gripped the blanket tightly and felt that her body now felt very weird.
She felt an urgency to be closer and closer to Wei Zhiqian.
Tan Mo rolled around and flipped over. Her blanket rolled over along with her.
Tan Mo bent her body to resemble a prawn. She rolled all of her blankets into her arms.
She did not know why, but she just wanted to continuously compress her blanket and fill in the emptiness in her arms.
This feeling was very foreign and weird to her.
It even scared Tan Mo a little.
The next day was Sunday.
The day before, she had thought she had not spent enough time with Wei Zhiqian. Now, she celebrated that Wei Zhiqian was busy and they did not have to meet.
Otherwise, she did not know how to face Wei Zhiqian.
She called him uncle in the day and did... She did that kind of thing to Wei Zhiqian at night.
At this moment, Wei Zhiqian was seated in his office.
