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"But..."
"Don't 'but' me now, I'm almost done here—go on."
Su Ran looked into the man's resolute eyes, and finally nodded, leaving the restroom.
On the nightstand in the room, there indeed was a cup of steaming brown sugar water. Su Ran's face softened at the sight.
She walked to the bed, picked up the cup, and sat down on the bed, her starry eyes gazing into the calm surface of the liquid, seemingly lost in thought.
After a long while, she began to sip it slowly.
Fu Qiyuan finished washing Su Ran's clothes and took a shower himself. When he came out, she had finished the brown sugar water and was sitting at one side of the bed.
His deep and quiet dark eyes first swept over the cup on the nightstand, then he lifted the blanket and lay down beside her.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet? Does your stomach still hurt?"
As he spoke, he pulled her entire body into his embrace, placing his warm palm on her lower abdomen and gently massaging it.