C48 The Pillow Flew Toward Mo Xi

Zhou Yanchen snorted coldly, turned off the bedside lamp and lay down.

In the darkness, Mo Xirann hugged her knees as she stared out the window at the starry sky.

After an unknown period of time, he could hear his calm and shallow breathing.

She was sure he was asleep, so she slipped under the covers.

Mo Xirann's eyes, which were brighter than the stars outside the window, twinkled