Bab 663: Chapter 663 I'm More Useful_1

Alexander Summers's voice had a hint of laughter, "Are you really able to sleep?"

Purple Summers ignored him, pretending she had already fallen asleep, lying on the bed in perfect silence.

After a while, she heard the faint rustling sound of Alexander turning over, and then he gently took hold of her hand that rested on the edge of the bed.

Purple Summers didn't move, and murmured softly in a muffled voice, "What are you doing, go to sleep."

Alexander said, "I can't sleep without holding you."

"You sweet talker," Purple Summers hummed softly, "You talk as if you've never slept before."

"Can that even be called sleeping when one is alone?" Alexander argued illogically, "At best, it's just closing one's eyes and lying down, you must know, sleep, it's a verb..."

"Just stop talking!" Purple Summers suppressed her voice, interrupting him indignantly, already foreseeing where this dialogue was heading.