Su Mo tilted her head but didn't attend to him; instead, she yawned, her eyes clear like a deer's, now misted over.
Incredibly beautiful.
Lu Jin didn't mind that she didn't answer him; he pulled back the covers and patted the soft pad beneath the quilt, "Come sleep here."
All traces of violence on his body had been reined in, and what radiated towards Su Mo was endless tenderness.
Su Mo obediently crawled over, only to see him taking clean clothes out of a wardrobe.
He wouldn't really dress her, would he?
Su Mo sat there, wondering what to do.
Fortunately, even though this man was a bit perverse, he hadn't stooped to laying hands on a 'pure' child.
In front of her... he started undressing.
"Watch carefully, first put this on, then cover with this."
Even as the blood surged more profusely from his arm, Lu Jin behaved as if he felt no pain, repeatedly taking off his upper garments and putting them on again, just to demonstrate for Su Mo.
