Mo Siluo heard the key words, slightly distracted, and murmured slowly, "Child? Your brother?"
Wen Wan nodded in a daze, yawning twice more consecutively.
The corners of Mo Siluo's lips finally lifted in a slight arc, then he rolled out of bed, retrieved a bottle of red wine and a glass from the liquor cabinet, and came back to force the woman to drink two glasses.
"What the hell are you doing?" Wen Wan grumbled a couple of times, then collapsed, intending to sleep. But the man pressed down on her.
"How...how come you're not sleepy?" Wen Wan muttered fretfully.
"Say 'baby' for me to hear?" Mo Siluo lingered around the woman for a long time before suddenly forcing her to call him that.
"Gross, no." Wen Wan shook her head.
Mo Siluo bit down on the woman's neck, and immediately Wen Wan complied, wrapping her arms around the man's neck and giggling, "Baby."
"Say it again." Mo Siluo coaxed her in a low voice.
"I'm so sleepy." Wen Wan yawned again, tears streaming down her face.
