At midnight, Shen Yuan turned over, and Su Xuewei beside him murmured softly.
Shen Yuan turned his head: "Did I wake you?"
"It's okay."
Su Xuewei curled up her legs tightly and shook her head.
She was such a light sleeper that even the slightest movement, or Shen Yuan raising his voice, would wake her. It made Shen Yuan tread carefully every time.
"Does it still hurt?" Shen Yuan asked softly.
"Mm... a little."
Su Xuewei murmured faintly.
Shen Yuan gently stroked her head: "Be good, you'll get used to it after a few times."
Su Xuewei's eyelashes fluttered slightly: "Didn't you say you'd be gentler? You lied to me again."
Looking at her little face full of grievance, Shen Yuan scratched his head awkwardly. He had actually been much gentler than usual, but Su Xuewei wasn't quite... normal in this area, leaving Shen Yuan feeling embarrassed.
"Be good, Xuewei, sleep well, and you'll feel better in the morning."
