In the room, the dim candlelight flickered gently, and the ambiguous atmosphere was like the fragrance of flowers spreading in spring, softly enveloping the entire space.
Xu Wendong and Qing Niao's bodies were tightly intertwined, as if two stars in the mortal world had found each other, inseparable.
After an unknown amount of time, Qing Niao's breathing gradually became steady, though still carrying traces of laziness and fragility.
She moved slightly, letting out a feeble moan that sounded like the softest spring breeze, stirring the heart.
Like a little cat just waking up, she nestled coquettishly in Xu Wendong's embrace, raised her head, her beautiful eyes shimmering with curiosity and anticipation, and softly asked, "Are you leaving again after returning this time?"
