Xiao Moli lowered his head and kissed her temple. "Sleep."
But in the current situation, who among the two could really sleep?
In the darkness, An Ziqi lay motionless in Xiao Moli's arms, her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling.
The image of Shi Jiubai's crazed face kept flashing in her mind. She hated herself so much, and now that she had been driven out of Dark Night, Ningning and the baby were in her hands, and there was no telling what she would do to them.
The tragic scenes of kidnapped children being murdered that she had once seen on TV kept resurfacing like a movie.
Her teeth unconsciously bit down on her lower lip.
A sigh came, followed by a gentle kiss on her lips, his tongue touching against her tightly clenched teeth.
"Let go."
An Ziqi then realized that at some point, she had bitten her lip open, and her mouth was full of the taste of blood.
She slightly opened her mouth, released her teeth, and allowed his tongue to explore.
