Long Qian Xing watched the girl's back and felt that her figure really looked lonely. It was as if she had to walk alone in a path that no other people will be able to follow. He instinctively wanted to reach for her, but he retracted his hand right afterwards.
It would be too abrupt. He didn't want to scare the little girl when she was still too young.
"Would you mind if I stay here, Hua'er?" Long Qian Xing asked in a low voice.
Nan Hua had reached her bed. She sat down and glanced at Long Qian Xing while tilting her head slightly to the side. "Why would you want to stay?"
"I want to."
Simple and unreasonable.
Looking at Long Qian Xing's easygoing figure, one wouldn't be able to think that this was the same youth who was actually capable of causing storm and affected the lives of thousands of people.
Nan Hua hummed lightly. "Brother Long, aren't you busy for His Majesty?"
