"I don't know," he said with his eyes closed, his mind in utter disarray, a splitting headache tormenting him, "I can't see anything clearly."
Seeing the pained expression on his handsome face, Luo Qiangwei bit her lip and said anxiously, "Then don't think about it, don't force yourself."
If it triggered the Gu Poison... it would be bad... there were no pills here, and they were too far from home.
Mo Shiche hummed softly, raising his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, "Sorry, I woke you."
"It wasn't noisy at all, who said it was noisy," Luo Qiangwei said as she hugged him, "President Muo, be good, let's not think about it, shall we continue to sleep?"
He chuckled softly, "It seems I need to suffer a bit more for you to coddle me."
She pouted, "That's not true, I coddle you all the time."
"Yeah, coddling me to keep me further away from you."
"...Am I that bad?"
"You're not," he said as he reached out to pinch her cheek, "I'm the bad one, it's my fault, right?"
