Her words and determination brought him satisfaction and the way she had kissed his forehead held all her sentiments and emotions, reserved only for him. Even though she was mad at him, she couldn't see him in pain.
"We will," he closed his eyes and laid his head on her lap. Up close she could see how tired he was and those bags under his gorgeous eyes told her he hadn't slept in a long time.
"Sleep for a while, you look tired," Aselia began to fondle his hair, they were open and dishevelled.
"There is nothing I can want more than sleep in your lap right now, but I have limited time. The situation back home is not stable and I can't be away for long. I want to take you out," he opened his eyes and the veins in his eyes were red from lack of sleep.
"Xiran, you need sleep, you are too tired. I don't want to go anywhere," she pleaded but he gently shook his head at her and spoke:
