Meng Xi'er pursed her lips, saying nothing.
Gu Huai'an sat up from the bed, put on his coat. He had a good sleep; the dark circles under his eyes had lightened considerably. He had always thought that only Yun Qiyan could lull him to sleep in this world, but now there was an additional Meng Xi'er.
The terror of wanting, yet unable to sleep, is horrifying. He always imagined he would die of insomnia one day.
Until he met Yun Qiyan.
The scent on her could quickly calm him down, which is something valuable to him.
Everyone has their unique scent, just like types of poison, each has a different effect. The moment he saw Meng Xi'er, he knew he had found a treasure.
God is very fair.
Various chemicals have invaded his nerves, causing him sleepless nights, and he could no longer take sleeping pills. With his dosage, if he takes them, he might never wake up again.
He put on his coat, turned his head, and looked at Meng Xi'er, standing not far away.
