His expression slightly darkened as he reached out to touch An Xiaomian's face.
"Shangguan Xiu..." At this moment, An Xiaomian, who had been sleeping soundly, turned over and naturally embraced Shangguan Xiu's outstretched hand with her own.
Then, she continued to hold his hand very naturally and went back to sleep.
Shangguan Xiu was stunned for a moment.
The next second, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that she was holding it so tightly that he couldn't pull it back at all.
He frowned slightly, but soon a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "This is your own doing!"
He didn't withdraw his hand again; instead, he removed his mask with one hand, leaned down, got into bed, lay beside her, and completely locked her body in his embrace.
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