Chapter 281

"Broderick, I'm sleepy." Leslie looked up from his arms, voice soft, with a slightly pitiful expression. Her eyes shimmered with tears, a little red, and she seemed tired-there was always a small dip under her eyes whenever she got sleepy, and Broderick noticed that right away. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he bent his legs a bit, gently cupping Leslie's face with one hand. His voice, instinctively low and tender, said, "Then go ahead and sleep." He signaled a staff member over and asked for a cushion. In no time, the cushion arrived, and he raised Leslie's head carefully, placing it under her for support. Sure enough, once she lay down like that, Leslie slept a little easier. Those nearby couldn't help but smile at the scene. Newlyweds, alright-this kind of attentiveness really said it all. And Leslie really didn't hold back-who else would say they wanted to sleep in the middle of an auction? While everyone else had eyes glued to the stage, eagerly awaiting the next showpiece like trea