He quietly closed the door. The last bit of light was blocked by the door panels. The window was closed with white curtains, and the stars were shining through. It was a light blue color.

The little black shadow walked toward the bed with trembling hands and legs.

Standing at the head of the bed, she rested her hands on the man's pillow under her head and stood on tiptoe to look at the man's face in the sickbed.

Faintly, not really.

The little girl persisted in reading for a while, but still couldn't find the reason behind it.

She turned her head and looked at the small wall lamp hanging on the wall beside the bed. Hesitating, she stretched out her fat hand and turned on the wall lamp.

The light instantly enveloped the man's head.

The little girl covered her eyes and slowly separated her ten little fingers, carefully looking out from between the gaps of her fingers.

Seeing that the man's eyes were closed and not pierced by the bright white light, the girl let out a sigh of relief. She put her hands on the pillow and stared at the unshaven side of the man's face with her big black eyes.

Without question, this man was extremely sloppy in his eyes.

He wore a blue and white striped hospital gown, and the faint scent of lilies in the room could not conceal the alcoholic smell emanating from his body.

The little girl sighed and suddenly turned around. Her soft little hands supported the two legs of the chair as she pulled them closer to the bed.

A few unpleasant sounds came from the foot of the stool. The man on the bed seemed to have moved his long eyebrows, but he also seemed to have not moved.

Pulling up the chair to a similar size, the little girl shook off her slippers, and her white feet slipped onto the surface of the chair and climbed up.

He quickly crawled out of the chair and onto the bed beside him.

Ye Zichen caressed his chin, looking exactly like a little Maitreya. He squinted his eyes and stared directly at the man's face.

However, the man's chin extended all the way down to his cheeks. He was completely covered in stubble, making it impossible to tell what he was doing.

So the little man's eyes moved from the man's face to the man's messy head.

The little girl's large, lacquered eyes rolled twice before she suddenly leaned over and climbed up again. This time, she only stopped when she reached the pillow next to the man's head.

With one hand on the pillow to support her body, the little girl reached for the man's head with the other. Just as she was about to fall down, she hesitantly stopped.

For no other reason, the man's hair was messy and dirty at the moment. Some of it was stuck together, making it difficult for him to do anything about it.

The little girl bared her teeth and inwardly sighed for a long time before gritting her teeth. She viciously extended her thumb and forefinger towards the man's hair, decisively grabbing it ? One.

Then the little girl lowered her head, her big eyes curiously staring at that hair.

She pursed her lips and took a glance at the man who didn't seem to feel anything as a bright light flashed across his eyes.

After that, she knelt on the pillow with both knees and carefully pressed the man's forehead with her other hand. She grabbed onto that strand of hair with all her might ?

"Heh ?"

His hair was pulled out, but the hand that held it was gripped by an extraordinary force.

The little girl exhaled in shock. Her body stiffened as her eyes widened. She stared dumbly at the man's slowly opened eyes.

The instant that pair of eyes opened, Ji

ian felt as if she was frozen by the cold energy that was being emitted from his eyes.

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Just a moment ago, he had felt that this man was decadent. However, the man who opened his eyes didn't look decadent at all. It was clear that he was a ferocious beast.

The hand that he held in his broad yet dangerous hand felt like it would be crushed into pieces. It was so painful that it was trembling.

The little girl gradually frowned. Her dark eyes suddenly stared stubbornly at the man. She pursed her little lips and didn't make a sound.

The man stared fixedly at the little girl kneeling beside his pillow. His deep and hidden double pupil went from ice to confusion to shock.

His thin, dry lips pressed into a straight line, and the man's gentle breathing began to quicken.

He looked at the little person, watching her all the time.

The joy and excitement in his throat, which was on the verge of breaking out, all came from the grip of his hand, which was growing tighter and tighter.

The room at night was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The little girl was shaken by the man's casual grasp along with her entire arm. She gritted her teeth and speechlessly bit her lips. With a bit of anger, she snorted, "Are you going to break my hand?"

The man slightly loosened his grip, but still refused to let go of his hand.

The little girl twitched a few times, but didn't twitch. She gave up and turned her face towards the man with a depressed expression.

The man's heated gaze was fixed on the little girl's face. His voice was hoarse with a slight tremble. "You, what were you doing just now?"

"?" The little girl stared blankly, her large eyes glanced at the hair between his thumb and forefinger, and then awkwardly coughed. "No, I didn't do anything ?"

The man frowned. His deep and steady eyes were able to see through people.

The little girl's face became redder and redder, her large eyes constantly shifting between clenching her fists and stroking her own neck, not daring to look at a man.

As the man looked at the little girl, another figure flashed across his eyes. A deep grief appeared in his eyes that were as deep as lacquer.

The man's breathing became heavier, and his long eyebrows seemed to tighten in pain.

The little girl stared at the man, feeling uncomfortable only because she thought he was uncomfortable. "Are you uncomfortable? Would you like to call a doctor? "

The man did not answer him immediately. He still had his eyes closed, and his expression was heavy with grief.

He only squeezed the little girl's hand a little.

After a long while, he finally said, "Pour me a cup of water."

With that, he let go of the little girl's hand.

"Oh, wait a minute."

For no reason at all, the moment he opened his mouth, the little girl agreed without even thinking.

Hearing the voice that entered his ears, the man, whose eyes were originally closed, slowly opened them.

He turned his head to look at the little girl who got off the bed and ran to the water heater with his slippers on.

The water heater was on the table. The corner of the table was high.

The little girl held the disposable water cup with one hand against the table. Because she was trying so hard to support her feet, she put the water cup in front of the smart water heater with her other arm, which was trembling.

Seeing this scene, the man's throat suddenly froze.