Mu Xingfeng was leaning against the bedhead, and An Ran rested her head on his shoulder, feeling immeasurably peaceful while listening to his strong heartbeat.
"Mu Xingfeng, hold me," she said, already wrapping her arms tightly around his lean waist and pressing her little head even closer.
Mu Xingfeng lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, his arms tightening as if he wanted to merge her into his bones and flesh.
"Let's just leave it at that," An Ran suddenly said, raising her head to look at the man so close to her, "She has already learned her lesson. After the incident with the Xu family, she changed. Besides, you can't see a rainbow without enduring a storm. The experiences we've been through make our bond stronger."
"Even without those experiences, I would still cherish you," Mu Xingfeng solemnly said, dropping a kiss on her forehead.
"Pfft," An Ran was amused by his serious demeanor and tightened her arms around him, "I know."
