When Mu Xiaojiu entered the room, Baili Xia was still packing her things.
There wasn't much to pack, really. She just picked up some odds and ends, lost in thought.
"Finished packing?" A seductive, raspy voice sounded behind her. Even without turning, she knew who it was.
Lately, he's been coming very frequently, you could almost say he's spent every night at her place.
It's just, she's not sure whether it's because her health hasn't improved, or he's become better.
In recent days, aside from holding her to sleep, he hasn't done anything overly aggressive.
"I'm all packed." Baili Xia turned to look at him after gathering her thoughts.
There was his even more perfect features reflected in her eyes, and that unmatchable noble aura. Her heart still felt a heavy pain.
Yet, she hid this pain very well, at least she thought so.
Mu Xiaojiu stepped towards her.
The little girl instinctively stepped back, though it wasn't too obvious.
He embraced her from behind.
