Mo Shangjun said to sleep for two minutes.
In reality, it wasn't far off.
She is a person with strict self-discipline.
Within a few minutes, Mo Shangjun was completely awake.
She opened her eyes, her gaze clear, her dark pupils bright and clear, even though the lack of sleep caused some bloodshot veins, it didn't affect her at all.
As soon as she looked up, she met Ya Tianxing's eyes, deep and bottomless, as if one could fall into them and be captivated.
The two of them stared at each other, eyes locked.
"Have you slept enough?" Mo Shangjun asked, her voice a bit clearer.
"Hmm."
Ya Tianxing responded with a sound.
Since Mo Shangjun returned, he hadn't slept at all.
He watched her from dawn till dusk without the slightest fatigue.
He's known her for about two years, and although he wasn't watching her all the time, the time they've spent together isn't considered long, but not particularly short either.
Yet, no matter how much he looks, it never seems to be enough.
