When Gu Xu woke up, the room was still filled with the sweet, affectionate atmosphere from the night before. As he opened his eyes, he could see the little woman sleeping soundly on one side. Stretching out his hand, he easily pulled her into his arms.
Even as he held her, she didn't wake up, murmuring sleepily, she found a comfortable position in his embrace and sank back into a deep sleep.
Watching her delicate face as she slept, Gu Xu's usually stern eyes softened, filled with indulgent affection.
The first ray of dawn had already risen outside the window, yet the room remained quiet and peaceful. With the one he loved in his arms, he lowered his head to kiss her rounded forehead, her soft lips.
This feeling is so good.
After nearly thirty years of solitude, at this moment his heart was full, like finding the rib lost in a sea of people, Gu Xu couldn't help but let out a sigh, incredibly satisfied.
