The lively and adorable Si Chu once again ignored Mingshu's presence, planning to close his eyes and rest.
Although he had eaten a steamed bun just now, it was far from enough. He hadn't eaten anything for two days.
Si Chu endured the hunger in his belly, pursed his lips tightly, and his already pale face became even paler, as he comforted himself.
Sleep, once you're asleep, you won't feel hungry.
A cold sensation transmitted from his arm made Si Chu jolt awake, sitting up abruptly, his black pupils glaring at Mingshu with wariness, "What are you doing?!"
Mingshu's hand paused mid-air, she blinked innocently, "I'm bandaging you."
As she spoke, something occurred to her, and she considerately added, "It's fine, you sleep, I'll bandage, it won't affect you."
Is this a matter of affecting or not affecting?!
