As Qin Youxuan was speaking, she felt his large hand move to her lower abdomen. Through her thin pajamas, his warm palm clung to her.
Qin Youxuan was taken aback.
"Does this feel better?" Dan Hanjie, looking down at her, moved his lips close to her ear. His voice was low and calm, yet full of concern.
Qin Youxuan thought, her face must look awful, it even seemed to worry the Big Devil.
"Hmm." Qin Youxuan nodded, her body warmed by his large hand. She truly felt it was more effective than a hot water bottle.
"Sleep now."
Dan Hanjie tightened his arm, holding her closely.
Only when she heard the steady rhythm of his breath did she gently close her eyes.
After what felt like a long sleep, Qin Youxuan was jolted awake by a searing pain.
She opened her eyes to see that it was still pitch black outside.
Dan Hanjie was only lightly closing his eyes, his hand was still holding her tightly.
