Wouldn't it be better to die?

Ning Qing hesitated for a moment and slowly moved over.

"Come on, open your mouth, ah-"

She was very obedient and cooperative.

Other than her body trembling from time to time, she did not lose control like she did when she was taking a bath.

Seeing this, ning SU's heart ached.

Very quickly, the bowl of porridge was finished.

"Do you still want more?"

Ning Qing shook her head.

She put down the empty paper bowl and held ning Qing's hand. It was cold.

Ning su frowned, then immediately put on a smile. He tried to be as gentle as possible, for fear of scaring her.

"Are you tired? do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"Is it already very late?" ning Qing shook her head and asked in a low voice.

yes, rest for a while. You can get ready to sleep.

Ning Qing's long eyelashes fluttered, and the shadow that drooped down fell under her eyes, giving her a fragile sense of breaking.

Her mind was completely blank today.