"Then come here." Xia Wanyuan lifted a corner of the blanket.
"…" Helplessness flashed across Jun Shiling's eyes. "I'll go and get the computer. Go to sleep and I'll accompany you."
"Okay." Xia Wanyuan nodded.
Jun Shiling brought the notebook into the house and placed it aside. Then, he took off his shoes and socks and lay beside Xia Wanyuan. He hugged her and patted her comfortingly. "Sleep."
Xia Wanyuan habitually wanted to wrap her arms around Jun Shiling's waist, but Jun Shiling stopped her.
"?" Xia Wanyuan looked at Jun Shiling in confusion, her eyes filled with a hint of grievance. Can't I just hug you?
Jun Shiling looked into Xia Wanyuan's eyes with a helpless smile. "You're still injured. Don't get too close to me."
