"I'm fine, I just took a nap, feeling much better now." Mo Jun said with a smile, indeed not taking this little hardship to heart.
But soon she felt embarrassed, "Did I drool?"
Why does it feel like Hao Yansen's suit is a bit wet? Could it be from my drool?
Mo Jun touched the corner of her mouth, but there were no traces.
Hao Yansen laughed, "No, that's your sweat."
"Sweat?" Mo Jun was even more surprised, there's air conditioning in the car, and it's not that hot.
Hao Yansen took out a wet wipe from the small refrigerator to wipe her forehead, "You weren't sleeping well just now, what did you dream about?"
"I don't know, I've been having nightmares lately, can't wake up in the dream, feels like being haunted by little ghosts. I don't know what's wrong, maybe I'm just a bit tired."
Hao Yansen frowned slightly, "Then you need to rest well, leave things to others. If there's anything you can't handle, give it to me."
