With a muffled voice, Amelia asked, "Then why didn't you bring the ice pack directly?"
"If you put the ice pack on again now, you can forget about sleeping tonight." His voice in the darkness gave her a sense of security, "I've got everything under control. Don't think about anything else, just sleep."
She bit her lip, gave no more response, and quietly closed her eyes.
The man's hand slowly regained its warmth, and her consciousness gradually blurred.
Seeing that her breathing had become slow and steady, Daniel lightly lifted his hand, but the moment he moved, his fingers were tightly gripped by her small hand.
He froze, thinking she had woken up, but a closer look revealed that she was still asleep.
Her current state was like a drowning person clutching a lifeline, as if she couldn't survive without him.
