Seeing Li Meirong looking so cute and innocent while she slept only made Bai Qingyue feel all the more protective over her.
The Fox Lord towered over Li Meirong, trapping the unsuspecting girl underneath. He reached out a slender finger and traced her bottom lip. Her skin felt as soft and supple as he remembered it. Bai Qingyue's pupils dilated as he stared at the beguiling beauty.
'Why is my foolish wife always falling into danger?' He thought, carefully placing his forehead against hers.
Fighting the urge to kiss her, Bai Qingyue sighed and stepped back, settling down to sit in a cross-legged position on the wooden floor. Impatiently, he waited for Li Meirong to wake up.
