The round moon lit up the edges of the clouds, casting a silver halo in the dark night sky and painting a picturesque scene. Mu Chen lowered his head slightly to gaze at the face he had never before studied so closely, and a small smile touched his lips. She was perfect. Her long eyelashes trembled faintly in her sleep, a faint smile occasionally gracing her gorgeous face. Her even breaths carried a refreshing fragrance, like orchids and musk.
Watching her, just watching her, Mu Chen became lost in deep memories…
The sky gradually grew hazy without him realizing it. Dawn was the time for dewdrops and mist to form. Mu Chen gently released his Primordial Power, creating a faint barrier around himself and Mu Bingling to prevent the damp air from waking her. This was the first time Mu Bingling had fallen asleep in his arms, and he wanted her to have a complete, uninterrupted dream.
