C1322 Not quite the same

Su Weiyi stood up and rested his head on her shoulder. Nangong Shaojue then took the blanket and covered her back with it.

Her slender fingers brushed away the hair on her forehead, and her eyes were filled with a gentle and doting expression.

Su Weiyi reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, raising his head to look at him, as though he was embarrassed to speak