Li Jingchen didn't even change his clothes. He was still wearing yesterday's white shirt and black trousers. He didn't cover the quilt. He was clearly sleeping, but his brow slightly twisted.

Butong reached out his hand involuntarily, stroked his eyebrow and tried to smooth it.

the man quickly opened his eyes, and his sleepiness was swept away? Is there anything else uncomfortable? "

Butong shook his head gently. "You didn't sleep well. I'm sorry. You're worried."

Li Jingchen kissed her on the forehead. "Butong, I promise you, I won't let you go through that danger again."

Butong bent his lips and said, "I'm all right... By the way, please don't...