"..." Xia Zhisu was pinned down on the bed by him.
He also lay down and held her tightly, so tightly that Xia Zhisu had some difficulty breathing.
Xia Zhisu said, "If you don't let me go, I won't be able to sleep like this."
Ling Tian'ao loosened his grip slightly, but still couldn't help holding her tight, "I'm truly a bastard! You've suffered so much! You actually thought Yun Kezhi's child was mine, yet you stayed at the Ling Family, under the same roof with her! It was all for me, you endured it!"
Xia Zhisu, seeing he was not willing to let go, could only let him hold her.
Leaning in his arms, she felt very much at ease.
Because the burden in her heart was no longer so heavy.
She no longer had to keep her guard up, afraid that others might harm her child.
"I did it for the child," Xia Zhisu, feeling quite exhausted, mumbled drowsily.
