In the early morning, Snake Valley was shrouded in a thin mist. Wen Qian gazed at her slightly weary reflection in the bronze mirror, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the hem of her clothes.
As they had agreed, Wen Qian was to go with Yin Zhi to the Tiger Clan today, but her heart was like a restless rabbit, fluttering nervously.
During this time, the man had truly pulled out all the stops. By day, he slaved away for Wen Qian; by night, he transformed into a clingy charmer, whispering pleas for her to agree.
With his power, he could have easily used any means to take her away. But he chose to respect her wishes. This gesture both moved and conflicted her.
"Don't be nervous. I'll always be by your side." The tall man enveloped Wen Qian in his embrace, affectionately resting his chin on the crown of her head. He didn't forget to secretly pinch the soft flesh of her waist.
