Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man's angry face and whispered softly, "Then stop meddling in Lin Xi's affairs. If you don't, he won't kidnap Lin Xi anymore."
"Fine."
He actually... agreed???
"Aren't you being a bit too heartless and ungrateful?"
After all, when Mo Chen's life was hanging by a thread, it was Lin Xi who saved him. Now to completely ignore Lin Xi isn't quite right.
Mo Chen pinned her beneath him, laid his head on her slim and fragile shoulders, closed his eyes, and spoke in a lazy and blurry voice, "That might be slightly true, but you're more important than that."
A shallow curve lifted at the corners of her mouth as she held the man tighter, and she said softly, "Go to sleep, you must be tired."
The man had quickly fallen into a deep sleep.
In the second before he fell asleep, he thought to himself that he wouldn't be at ease until he dealt with that trash Simon.
Qiao Ruoxin, hearing the man's even breathing, also closed her eyes and soon entered her dreams.
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