In a muffled voice, he said, "Hold me to sleep, or I can't sleep."

But it seemed to be particularly useful. She reached out and hugged him into her arms. She put his arm under her head and let him rest on her pillow. His eyes looked at her very brightly.

Ivelle couldn't help blushing, moved over, and said, "I can't sleep when you look at me like that."

He lifted her chin in a low voice. "Have you ever thought about what our wedding should be like?"

She froze. She was thinking, why did he suddenly talk about the wedding? She can't say what's on his mind for a...