He stood up but unconsciously searched for the woman.
Xia Ruoxin.
Sounds of light footsteps came from the balcony. He walked over, watching quietly from afar.
The morning sun was not strong, but rather, unexpectedly warm. Xia Ruoxin had finished hanging the last piece of clothing, wiping away the sweat on her forehead that glistened and shone just like her.
Under the faint sunlight, her face was warm, soft, and delicate. Her long eyelashes occasionally blinked like two excellent fans that could subtly cause clear, soft ripples on water.
Her body was extremely slender, but she had lost much weight. It seemed as if just a gentle grab or grasp would break her bones into pieces. It was such a weak and tiny body. If he wanted to, he could destroy her completely.
Chu Lui's black eyes immensely darkened. He leaned against the sofa at the side, silently staring at her with those unfathomable eyes—eyes that silently flashed with a plethora of emotions.
