Jingyi Wang propped himself up with both hands on the bed as he bent over to plant a kiss between Xiao li's eyebrows. He closed his eyes, feeling a mild pain after his heart had been put to ease.
All this time, when she was taken away by Qin Siting, she should have been petrified, right?
He sat down close to Xiao li and hugged her. His large hand grabbing her revealed ankle. The fair and tender foot felt cold. Under Jingyi Wang's warm and large hand, Xiao li who was sound asleep, vaguely felt a temperature spread through her entire body.
Jingyi Wang carefully let Xiao li lean against his chest, then kissed her long hair repeatedly as if he was extremely lucky to have recovered a lost treasure.
He greedily sniffed the familiar scent and fragrance from her hair. With the source of warmth edging closer, Xiao li who felt cold throughout subconsciously buried her head in Jingyi Wang's chest, her nostrils filled with the familiar and reassuring masculine scent of a mature man
