Battle Through the Heavens: Obtaining the Extraction System

Xiao Ling's eyes brimmed with an unmelting tenderness, as though he had crushed the moonlight filling the sky into them. A faint blush tinged Xun Er's eyes; her earlier coy irritation had long since turned into gentle affection. Her lashes trembled lightly, carrying a trace of shyness and anticipation.

No words were needed. The feelings that had settled over many years quietly spread through the air, drawing their hearts ever closer.

Xiao Ling leaned down slightly, and Xun Er obediently rose onto her toes. Their warm breaths intertwined, carrying the fragrance of orchids and a spiritual warmth. Their fingers remained tightly interlocked, the heat of their palms burning as though they wished to brand their feelings into each other's very bones and blood.

The next moment, their lips met softly. There was no fierce entanglement, only a tender caress filled with careful cherishing and unforgettable longing.

Xiao Ling's kiss was gentle yet certain, as though afraid of disturbing the deep sleeper on the bed. Xun Er's response was soft, her trembling lashes closing as the flush on her cheeks spread to the tips of her ears. Her whole heart seemed steeped in warm water, softened beyond measure.

The warm yellow light of the glazed lamp slowly spilled down, stretching their embracing, kissing figures into long shadows upon the plain cloud-brocade curtains and the smooth bamboo walls.

Little Yan Ji on the bed seemed to sense some faint movement. Her small body gently rolled onto its side, her fiery red skirt swaying to reveal a section of her fair little calf.

She smacked her rosy lips, as though tasting something sweet in her dreams. Her tiny brows relaxed, and she let out an almost inaudible murmur before sinking back into deep sleep, her breathing still even and long, utterly unaware of