C98 This Bastard

Mo Ke's head was still buried in his chest. She moved the vase between them to her side and used her other hand to wipe the tears off her face. Then she lowered her head and withdrew from his arms, as if she didn't want him to see the tears on her face.

She went to bed obediently, pulled back the covers, and got into bed. She lay upright, then closed her eyes.

In the eyes of the man