Bai Cheng'an kissed her forehead, coaxing her to sleep, "Yes, it's been quite long!"
Qian Sisi, in a daze, asked, "Constipated?"
The corners of Bai Cheng'an's mouth twitched. He wanted to explain a bit to salvage his image, but saw that Qian Sisi had already tilted her head and, hugging his thigh, had dozed off into a hazy sleep.
Bai Cheng'an reached out to straighten Qian Sisi's hair and, with a chuckle, pulled the blanket over her. Not wanting to wake Qian Sisi, he stayed in that position, leaning on the bed to rest.
In the early morning, when Bai Cheng'an woke up, he saw Bai Qingqing across from him, her face pale, staring at him and Qian Sisi with a vacant gaze.
