Ye Anran's smile, somewhat frozen on her face.
She was a little flustered, fearing she couldn't hide her panic, and lowered her head again, burying her face in his embrace.
Although he hadn't said anything, she had, for some inexplicable reason, thought of that place all of a sudden.
And suddenly, she recalled the bottle of medicine in his drawer.
Her heart was in chaos.
Bo Jinyu did not realize that Ye Anran was thinking so much at the moment, assuming she was just tired, he said nothing.
"If you're tired, sleep for a while, I'll carry you upstairs when we get home," he said.
"Mm," Ye Anran responded, her voice weary. At this moment, she truly didn't know what else to say.
She felt that she shouldn't be so suspicious, but she couldn't help the flood of thoughts in her mind.
And at this moment, she dared not meet his eyes.
He was such a clever man, and in front of him, how could she conceal her thoughts?
So despite the lack of sleepiness, she kept her eyes tightly shut.