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That night, Gong Beiming fell asleep leaning askew in Chi Xiaoyu's arms.
He had drunk some alcohol.
She held him like that, initially on the couch, where the two of them were uncomfortably nestled on top.
She pushed him a little later, and he ended up sliding onto the floor.
So she simply brought over a blanket and slept on the floor with him.
Thankfully, the high-quality cashmere carpet was comfortable, and with a blanket spread over it, it wasn't much different than a bed.
She picked up the medicine kit Butler Shi had sent over and carefully dressed Gong Beiming's wounds.
Gently caressing his handsome yet pale cheeks, a sense of heartache diffused through her heart.
Quietly, very tenderly, she lowered her head and left a light kiss by his lips.
"Gong Beiming, I like you too! Very much, very much..." A sweet, faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.