I Suspect Someone Cast Black Magic On My Small Uncle

The girl huddled up in the gray quilt. Her small face was white and dazzling, but with each crack of thunder, her brows furrowed into a lump.

After a long time...

Huo Yunque flipped another page, and next to him, he sensed some movement.

She was rustling around but she thought he didn't notice.

A small hand was quietly holding onto the corner of his shirt.

"Gege, good night..."

Huo Yunque lowered his eyes. An arc of light on his lower eyelid masked the dullness under his eyes.

Good night.

As time passed, the breaths behind him started to stabilize.

Huo Yunque knitted his brows, closed his book, and looked sideways. The girl was lying on the bed that belonged to him, sleeping soundly, but her hand was still clasping onto his shirt and she refused to let go.

As soon as he moved, she immediately grumbled and held onto him tighter.

"Little Liar."