In his embrace, in this room filled with a languid atmosphere, she finally understood what it meant to be 'living and dying'.
Only when the young girl was too tired to even move a strand of her hair did Wen Zao finally curb his 'animal instincts', returning to human warmth.
He gently wiped Ye Xixi's body while kissing her earlobe.
Before he could take her to bathe, the little one had already curled into a ball, her eyelashes trembling as she fell asleep.
Wen Zao pulled up the blanket, wrapping her up snugly, and then he too lay next to her, extending his arm to pull her petite form into his embrace.
He gazed at the girl sleeping soundly in his arms, the affection in his eyes gradually magnifying and lengthening.
"Xixi—" He leaned down and kissed her locks: "Shall we return to A City? Next month, on your eighteenth birthday, let's get engaged, okay?"
Ye Xixi felt Wen Zao's lips tickling her earlobe, and hazily reached out a small hand, like sleepwalking, and slapped his face.
