Bao Gucheng's breath hitched.
Even the War God who had once traversed the world found his worldview thoroughly overturned by this scene!
Is this the heavens?
The softness beneath, is it clouds?
"Xiao Chenger, is this bed uncomfortable?" Xi Zuzi, who hadn't slept on the clouds for a long time, brought Bao Gucheng up here on a whim, only to realize it might be hard for him to accept.
Unexpectedly.
Bao Gucheng quickly steadied himself.
The man's resolute face, under the shining starlight, was sharp and steady: "It's fine."
Xi Zuzi laughed.
Bao Gucheng held her hand, slightly tightening his grip.
Even if the clouds are as soft as the sea, they are not a fraction as soft as her skin, so what is there to be shocked about lying on clouds?
"Xiao Chenger, let's drink." Xi Zuzi popped open the cap and took a large sip first, "Mmm, this batch is especially fragrant!"
Without a cup, she drank directly.
