Long Wanhui carried over Xia Tian's body to her bed with care.
She gently laid him down and exhaled a mouthful of air.
With her cultivation, let alone one Xia Tian, she can carry hundreds of Xia Tian without breaking a sweat, she wasn't sighing because she was tired but because of completely another reason.
After laying him down on the bed, she also sat on the edge, it was her room, and outside there was nothing for her to do, so she decided to accompany him.
A few minutes passed.
A pair of golden eyes shone with brilliance, Long Wanhui was faintly smiling while her hand was above Xia Tian's head, as she was gently caressing him.
After observing his figure from head to toe, the woman can't help but think, 'He has grown too fast.'
Just a few years ago, he was still a small child, but now his height has surpassed her.
Soon, he will surpass her in strength.
