"Xiaoxun..." Slowly opening her eyes, her gaze shimmered with a captivating, tear-misted starlight.
Ji Xun's fingers pulled back swiftly as if burned. He held up the nightgown for Shang Qing to see, deliberately slowing his pace and speaking with infinite patience: "Sister, take off those clothes and change into your nightgown. You'll sleep much more comfortably."
Shang Qing's eyes finally cleared a little. Rubbing her head against the pillow, she obediently listed to the side and sat up.Overcome with exhaustion, she closed her eyes once more, her fingers beginning to fumble. Without a moment's hesitation, she gripped the hem of her dress with both hands, raised her arms, and pulled the garment off over her head. Next came the clasp of her undergarments.
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