"Mm... probably for a lifetime..."
Luo Chuan looked at the girl before him. Her eyes were crystalline and utterly pure, like flawless, perfect jade, brimming with a tender smile as gentle as water.
At that moment, his heart trembled faintly.
The beauty's skin was like snow, her autumn waves entered one's heart. Teasing words passed between them, while soft murmurs confessed private feelings.
The bright moon was like Frost, and the river of stars glittered brilliantly.
The moonlight was beautiful, but the person beside him was far more beautiful than the moonlight.
Yao Ziyan edged a little closer to Luo Chuan. Her body heat passed through her thin pajamas, and then she squeezed fully into his embrace and wrapped her arms around him.
The two shared the same pillow and lay beneath the same quilt.
Yao Ziyan nestled against Luo Chuan's chest, holding him tightly.
Warm and soft, as though the slightest pressure might shatter her like a dream bubble. A faint, girlish fragrance lingered beneath his nose, touched with a thread of sweetness—not rich, merely just right.
Yao Ziyan narrowed her eyes and rubbed herself lightly against Luo Chuan.
She could clearly hear his steady, powerful heartbeat. In the quiet of night, it always gave her a sense of reassurance, just as it had when they first met.
Though compared to earlier, its pace seemed to have quickened quite a bit.
A shallow curve rose at Yao Ziyan's lips. She was very happy.
Luo Chuan's hand had nowhere to go, so he could only awkwardly wrap it around the girl's slender, soft waist. He felt Yao Ziyan's body stiffen noticeably for a moment before quickly returning to normal.
A few strands of hair fell across his cheek, making it itch.
Lying together with the girl he liked beneath such