"Um... should I..."
"Go to sleep, I said I wouldn't touch you and I won't!"
Compared to Senna Leon's astonishment, Rio Gordon was quite calm and lay down in his pajamas, "Tonight is our bridal chamber celebration; if our families knew we were sleeping in separate rooms, they would worry!"
By the time Rio said this, his eyes had already closed, and the fatigue between his brows was quite evident. Even with everyone's help, the groom couldn't escape the seven-day wedding preparation.
Seeing him like this, a pang of pain enveloped Senna's heart, a sensation akin to heartache filling her senses.
Her eyes landed on his figure, and subconsciously, she moved her quilt a bit to cover him. The man, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly opened them as the quilt touched his body.
"Senna Leon, do you know what you're doing?" Sympathizing with me? "Are you sympathizing with me?"
"What's there to sympathize about? The Gordon family's Young Master gets everything he wants!"
