"Yihango ..."

"Shin-Ten ..."

"I'm not Sister Shin-Ten, I'm ..."

Seeing that Xin Yihan hadn't spoken again and seemed to have entered dreamland again, Mu Yan didn't explain any further, and after his breathing evened out, she gently tried to draw her hand back, not wanting to move her hand, his whole body jerked, and his grip on her hand suddenly tightened, startling her into immediately stopping her movements.

When her hand didn't move, his tense body slowly relaxed, ...