Yan Qingruo felt some grievances and a lot of discomfort, but she didn't know how to express it.
Chen Qianmo couldn't hear her response, and in the darkness, he turned her body to face him, cupped her cheeks, and asked softly, "Ruoruo, are you too tired to sleep?"
Yan Qingruo just bit her lip slightly and couldn't speak.
Should she say that she was so upset about him not wanting to be intimate with her that she couldn't sleep?
Or should she question him whether he really didn't love her anymore?
Whichever it was, Yan Qingruo didn't feel she could say it out loud.
Usually, she could communicate any issues with Chen Qianmo frankly.
But the more private the matter, the more embarrassed she felt to mention it.
Now that Chen Qianmo was asking this way, she also didn't know what to say.
"Are you tired, or is there some discomfort in your body?" Chen Qianmo asked with concern, reaching out to turn on the bedside lamp.