What an Idiot！

He embraced her tightly...

He didn't need to express anything, nor did he need to provide any comforting words. Just a simple tight embrace was better than any words he could say. 

A moment later, with Tangning still in his embrace, he suddenly sat up. Just as he was about to step off the bed, he felt Tangning pull him back. Mo Ting looked at her curiously.

Tangning was like a naughty little girl as she clung to his chest.

Mo Ting turned on the bedside lamp and gently stroked her back. The corners of his lips carried a slight smile, "Aren't you going to have a shower?"

"I just want you to hug me like this," Tangning buried her head into Mo Ting's chest with a cute expression, "I don't want to separate from you."

"Didn't you tell me not to go London with you?"

I just don't want you to be too tired...

Nor do I want myself to be too tired...