Zhuo Xiangqiao gazed down at the person in his arms with a tenderness in his eyes, listening to her steady breathing, he found his expression unusually gentle.
He wrapped his arm around Lin Yue, and even though he had maintained this position for a while, he didn't seem to feel tired at all.
His gaze lingered on Lin Yue's face as if he wanted to etch her into his memory and the depths of his heart.
"Mmm..."
Upon hearing the sound from the person in his arms, Zhuo Xiangqiao immediately withdrew his gaze.
When Lin Yue lifted her eyelids, the smiling face of Zhuo Xiangqiao appeared right before her eyes.
After rubbing her eyes with her hand, she became even more certain that the face in front of her was indeed Zhuo Xiangqiao's.
At first, she thought he had already left, but to her surprise, he was still here.
"Why are you still here?" Lin Yue asked hoarsely, struggling to sit up from Zhuo Xiangqiao's embrace.
