Truth hurts the most

ZouMi's request surprised Gu Huan, but will he say no? Never! Her colour drained, pale face was pitiful to begin with, and the second one is, he can never say, no to her.

So, he sat beside her, holding her cold hand in his warm ones, and gaze at her sweetly.

"Your hands are pretty cold, just like your personality." Gu Huan commented, and pressed his lips, trying to control his laughter.

"You are allowed to laugh, at your own lame jokes, Mr. Gu." Her eyes reflected light, favouring the sensation that his hand was passing to hers.

Gu Huan laughed, "Sleep." He stretched his hand, placed his palm on her eyes, forcing her to close them.

The moment he removed his hand, she opened her eyes again. He placed it, and moved it again, the latter did the same thing again. This cycle continued for a few more times, ZouMi was enjoying it, like a little child.