"Wolf cub."
The deep, mellow voice contained a surprise that pulled Ye Jiuliang back from her confusion.
She turned her face, crashing into the man's cold and charming dark eyes, where the profound tenderness was like stars scattered across the vast milky way, dazzling and entrancing.
Ye Jiuliang's heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
She looked down and saw the thumb she was tightly clutching; her pale little face slowly bloomed into a moving smile.
So it wasn't a dream after all!
Since she remained silent, Li Mochan thought she was feeling unwell and asked anxiously, "Are you uncomfortable anywhere, hmm?"
Ye Jiuliang raised her head, saw him about to press the call button, and shook the hand that was holding his thumb, "Li Mochan, I'm fine."
Her voice was a bit hoarse from the smoke inhalation and just having woken up.
Despite that Li Mochan was still a bit worried, "Are you really okay?"
Ye Jiuliang tugged at her lips and smiled at him, "I'm fine."
