Su Muyao didn't understand why overnight his aura seemed to have changed.
He approached her with a probing air, causing her mind to be in disorder.
Su Muyao's hair was like ink, scattered chaotically by the pillow, her brows and eyes like a green mountain, revealing endless emotional silk in the midst of bewilderment, her lips stained as if by rouge, exuding a captivating aura.
Hua Linye seemed to be able to see through her eyes and understand her inner thoughts, sensing her care for him.
Seeing her like this, the corners of his eyes reddened, and the emotions in his heart surged like sea waves.
Once his heart's feelings were ignited, they became irrepressible.
Hua Linye only felt that his heart had found a harbor to anchor in.
Intense affection filled the air.
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By midday, Hua Linye reluctantly let go of Su Muyao.
Su Muyao leaned in his embrace, calming her breath.
At this moment, Hua Linye was still holding her tightly and gently brushing her eyebrows.
