He moved the leg draped over his waist away, quickly wrapped her in the quilt, then hugged her tightly to keep her in place.
"Don't move around. I'm so tired." Su Qiao murmured softly with her eyes closed.
Qi Jinghe didn't dare move again.
His dark eyes remained fixed on her sleeping face, flickering with various emotions.
A few months ago, he absolutely never would have imagined that they would become like this.
His hatred and resentment toward her seemed to have vanished completely through their time together and the dangers they had faced during this period.
All that remained was love, worry, longing, and... contentment.
It was a solid sense of fulfillment, a feeling of happiness.
When Su Qiao woke again, she found herself surrounded by darkness.
Cold white moonlight streamed in through the window, bringing a few wisps of light into the room.
Having just woken up, she was still dazed and muddle-headed.
"Awake?"
Before she could even figure out what year it was, a deep, husky voice reached her ears.
Just as she turned her head, her lips were blocked. "Mmph..."
It took quite a while before she could breathe fresh air again. She glared at the man, embarrassed and annoyed. "What are you doing?"
"Haven't you always coveted my body? I'm satisfying you now."
In the dim light, Qi Jinghe smiled like a fox.
After that... there was no "after that."
At noon the next day, Little Yue'er squatted beside the half-finished swing he was making and sighed.
"Grandpa, why are Papa and Mama so lazy? It's already noon, and they still aren't up."
Old Man Liu sat in the pavilion, basking in the sun while weaving a vegetable basket, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
"Your mother chased our carriage on horseback