Huo Ci sat aside, looking at Jiang Yushan with concern.

She was eating the fruit with relish, and her satisfied expression seemed to make all her fatigue disappear.

He thought to himself that she did seem a little reluctant when she ate, but now she ate the fruit so naturally, which made him a little confused.

"Shanshan, are you really okay?" Huo Ci finally couldn't help but ask, his tone full of concern.

He was worried that she might be feeling unwell, but he was afraid that asking her directly would put her under pressure.

Jiang Yushan looked up at him, a smile on her lips, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm probably just a little tired and don't have much appetite, but the fruit is sour and sweet, and it tastes very appetizing."

"Okay." Huo Ci's worries eased a little after hearing this, but he still didn't let it go completely.

He couldn't tell whether she was sick or not, so he could only observe her for a while.

In the evening, perhaps because he had slept for a while in the afternoon, Jiang Yushan finished counting the money smoothly and did not feel as sleepy as last night.

"Shanshan, let's go to bed." Huo Ci looked at her expectantly, pulled her to turn off the lights and lie down.

"It's time to go to bed."

Jiang Yushan, who had just touched the pillow, began to breathe evenly, which stunned Huo Ci who was about to kiss him.

In the moonlight, I saw her eyes slightly closed, sleeping soundly, and she really looked very tired.

Counting the days, Huo Ci finally waited until he could do something: "..."

My wife fell asleep so soundly?!