Chapter 10 What Are You Doing?

The moonlight sprinkled on Cynthia's face through the window, which was like a scene in a dream. Alston knelt down, stared at her, and gently caressed her face with his white fingers. Remembering her defending him, there was a soft light in his eyes that he didn't notice. After a while, he carefully held her neck and legs and slightly picked her up. Cynthia was still asleep. She rubbed her little face against Alston's chest, whispering, "Alston, don't move your legs..." She thought about his legs even when she was sleeping. Alston slightly smiled. When he woke up that day, he couldn't move his legs. As he gradually recovered, he started to get some feelings back. His legs were weak before, but he could feel the strength after being massaged by her, and he could even stand up. It could be seen that she really spent a lot of time on his legs. He should be nice to her in the future. He