Chapter 67

The next day, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Xuanman staring at me. I didn’t know when she had woken up. She was staring at me without blinking. In the depths of her still clear eyes, there seemed to be a thin mist at dawn, carrying a faint, indescribable sadness.

“Brother~ you’re awake?” Xuanman’s voice was soft and sweet, still slightly sleepy.

Her fair body, exposed to the light of spring, moved instinctively toward me like a cub seeking warmth. Her slender, white body was almost pressed against my chest. However, just a second before our skin…