After arranging accommodation for Sikou Yao and others, Shen Qing finally returned to her own sleeping palace.
The Tyrannosaurus Rex she married, who was both wild and domineering, was already lying on the bed, as if he had been waiting for her return.
When she entered, Long Xiao's gaze ignited like flames, so intense that Shen Qing felt her face heating up. Her mind felt giddy and intoxicated, uncertain whether it was due to the excessive wine she had consumed or the man before her eyes.
They had been together for seven or eight years, yet the supposed 'seven-year itch' commonly associated with marriage never appeared in their relationship.
On the contrary, as time passed, their feelings only deepened and strengthened, much like two people merged into one, unable to part from each other.
"Aren't you going to come up here?"
