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This kind of him made Summer Sutton momentarily frozen, staring at him in a daze, clearly nervous.
Manuel Ink didn't miss her subtle reaction, observed her for a while, seemed somewhat helpless towards her.
With his eyes softly closed, he slowly said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Sleep well!"
After throwing this sentence at her, he turned slightly, facing the balcony, and closed his eyes again.
He just sat on the sofa like this to sleep, very adaptable, making do to get through the night since they couldn't get out.
The Old Master might starve him for a day, but could he really starve him for two days, three days, and keep the door locked?
After Manuel Ink closed his eyes, he seemed to fall asleep directly.
Breathing sounds soon gently emerged.
Summer Sutton stared at him for quite a while, her tense nerves relaxed a bit unconsciously.
Actually, she felt at ease being with Manuel Ink.
