Li Changlin awkwardly touched his nose, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with this overly intimate contact.
After all, he had only just started to get to know Ye Xiyao the night before.
At the moment, he didn't harbor much affection for this girl.
More than anything, it was Li Changlin's sympathy and compassion for Ye Xiyao that filled his heart.
After all, this girl's life might not be very long!
With a quiet sigh in his heart, Li Changlin reached out his hand and gently removed Ye Xiyao's delicate hand.
Then, he carefully placed Ye Xiyao's head back onto the pillow.
Phew!
He finally breathed a sigh of relief and, flustered, quietly grabbed his clothes and prepared to get dressed.
"Brother Changlin, don't leave me," suddenly, Ye Xiyao stretched out her delicate hand, gently grasping Li Changlin's arm, murmuring in her mouth.
Li Changlin was startled and immediately stopped what he was doing.