Chapter 36: Seeking Wealth or Taking Lives (3)
Listening to her breathing gradually become steady, the ever-pretending-to-sleep Fu Nancheng slowly opened those deep eyes, his cold gaze falling somewhat dazedly on Qiao Mo’s small palm-sized face.
Her face was small, with slightly chubby cheeks and lashes that weren’t very long but were lush and curled, and a tiny pink mouth slightly pouted. Her sleeping appearance made one reluctant to disturb her in the slightest.
The large hand still bearing a needle gently lifted, slowly reaching toward Qiao Mo’s cheek, involuntarily wanting to touch her.
But as soon as the cool fingertip touched her cheek, it felt like an electric shock, suddenly waking him up. He slowly withdrew his fingers, clenching them into a fist as if desperately suppressing something.
Looking at the woman sleeping soundly next to the bed, his eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, eventually lowering his gaze slowly.
It was unclear how much time passed before Qiao Mo raised her hand to rub her sore neck and gradually woke up.
But as soon as she was awake, she remembered his drip, breaking into a cold sweat and standing up from the chair in an instant, turning her head to look.
Unexpectedly, her movement was too quick, and she instantly collided with the silver infusion stand beside her.