Fu Shilv sat down beside the bed, with the bedside lamp on, illuminating Sheng Youxia's face completely.
The light slid down her high nose bridge.
"Are you mad?"
Sheng Youxia's eyelashes trembled, she opened her eyes to look at him, her expression unreadable, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
"It's still early, it's not even nine yet."
Fu Shilv wanted to explain to her, "I came back as soon as I finished work."
But she hadn't left him any.
"Oh, did things go smoothly at the hospital?"
Fu Shilv gently touched Sheng Youxia's shoulder, his fingers trailing down from her shoulder blade.
He always liked to touch her, any inch of her body seemed irresistible to him.
Fu Shilv didn't know if this counted as being addicted to her.
"It didn't go well, it's a temporary solution, not a permanent cure."
Sheng Youxia subtly shrugged off his hand, turning her body under the covers, "How long can Liang Nianwei's eyes last?"