Zongxia unconsciously sleeps in the past. She is suffering from soreness. It seems that even the gentle breath will connect with a nerve on her body. She can't stand the pain.

Shen yuecang stood at the door for a long time, until his feet were numb, and then he walked slowly to the bedside as if he suddenly regained his mind.

the woman is asleep, and there is no blood on her face. Even if she is asleep, her eyebrows are still tightly wrinkled. Shen yuecang feels a pang in her heart, raises her hand and gently rubs the wrinkles between her eyebrows.

Zong Xia moved in his sleep, and...