Riverside Fragrant Mansion.
The guest room on the second floor of the villa.
Restlessly, Luo Xiaoqian slept, murmuring indistinct words, her delicate brows tightly furrowed.
Noting the glistening tears at the corner of her eyes, Jiao Yang sighed, put the cigarette he had been toying with between his fingers to his lips, and carefully picked up a tissue, intending to wipe her sweat.
"Zimo..."
Before he could touch her, Luo Xiaoqian suddenly opened her eyes.
Jiao Yang withdrew his hand with the tissue, "Had a nightmare?"
Luo Xiaoqian’s gaze was somewhat hazy as she looked at him. After a moment, she came to her senses, "You... why haven’t you gone to sleep?"
Jiao Yang removed the cigarette from his lips and smiled faintly, "How can I sleep when there’s a beautiful woman in the house? So, while you were sleeping, I came over to admire the sleeping beauty."
"Sorry for disturbing your rest," Luo Xiaoqian sat up a bit, managing a pale smile with great effort, "I’m fine, you should go to sleep."
"You don’t think I’ve been here taking care of you all afternoon, do you?" Jiao Yang said with a smile as he handed her the cup from the table, "Wishful thinking, I’ll have you know, it’s always women taking care of me. Taking care of a woman is not in Young Master Jiao’s nature."
Luo Xiaoqian took the cup from him and took a sip to moisten her lips.
The water in the cup had a faint scent of pear.
Her eyes caught sight of the used cotton swabs in the ashtray on the table, and she felt a stir of emotion.
In truth, she hadn’t been sleeping deeply.
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