Ning Xiaolu suddenly lay there and tightly embraced Xiang Yu's neck. Then, she bit down hard on Xiang Yu's shoulder, a bite that surely made Xiang Yu inhale sharply. It would probably leave another scar on his body.
From initial tension and pain to the eventual ease, both of them had undergone a transformation through a storm of change.
Today, not only had Xiang Yu saved her, but he had also avenged her, leaving her with no regrets in this life. She had nothing with which she could repay Xiang Yu, except to give him the most important thing she could offer.
For a moment, she truly wanted to stay by Xiang Yu's side, to quietly watch over him and feel blissfully happy.
"Thank you," Ning Xiaolu suddenly said.
Xiang Yu shook his head but didn't speak.
"Do I look pretty?" Ning Xiaolu suddenly asked.
