Rita quietly entered the room.
Liam was gently hugged by her, the original gloomy mood was instantly better, a low smile, turned to embrace Rita, “My Rita, miss me?”
Before she could answer, she was picked up by the man in a horizontal embrace.
Forced to lean into the man’s arms, her small face brushed red, “What are you … you you doing?”
“Sleeping with you.”
The man faintly spat out a few words, Rita face a hot but quickly regained his composure.
She looked at the man’s red eyes and knew he hadn’t slept much again.
“Stop it, hurry up and get some sleep.” Rita broke away from the man’s embrace and became serious, “After all, you haven’t had a restful sleep for a few days, so hurry up and get some sleep while I’m around.”
“You stay with me.” The man patted the spot on his side, a sincere invitation.
Rita smiled at that, originally wanted to refuse, but saw the man covered with red bloodshot eyes again compromised, and then lay down on his side.
The man saw this, light thin lips hooked up an imperceptible smile.
“It’s good to see Rita again.”
“Liam, I feel blessed to have you too!”