C292 Annoying

Leng Yanmo did not say anything when he heard her. He reached out and gently wiped the tears from Shen Qingqing's eyes. The warm liquid flowed on his fingertips, but it hurt in his heart.

"Didn't you say you were tired just now? Have a good rest." Leng Shaoheng put Leng Yanmo, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, on another bed and tucked the corner of the bed for him