"Just one round, what's your rush?" Ling Fei struggled to get up.
"It's not a big deal if we skip one round tonight, didn't you say you have a check-up tomorrow? Get some sleep, we can talk after your check-up." Song Tian Mo stretched out his hand, forcefully placing her head on his chest, his hand naturally wrapping around her waist.
At his reminder, Ling Fei remembered her check-up tomorrow.
Her eyes lit up, and she looked up from his chest, her red lips slightly upturned. Facing his handsome face, she softly said, "I've already chosen a hospital."
She didn't specify which hospital, expecting him to ask.
Unexpectedly, Song Tian Mo closed his eyes, acting indifferent. "As long as you've chosen, that's enough. Now get some sleep."
Ling Fei was taken aback.
Could it be... she was overthinking?
She closed her eyes, her heart uneasy.