Even in anger, he looked exceptionally handsome.
Xia Yuxun watched with fascination; the more dazzling he appeared, the more sorrowful she felt...
Though she always seemed carefree, her heart was sensitive and delicate.
Like a cactus, strong on the outside, vulnerable inside.
How could I stay with you and never part?
A nearly useless self, what right do I have to stay by your side?
It was from this moment that Xia Yuxun decided to seriously start learning martial arts.
In her innocent mind, she thought, even if her mind lacked wit, if she couldn't rely on intellect, she could at least rely on strength, so she could protect him.
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Looking at the daydreaming Xia Yuxun, Leng Sichen grew impatient, "I'm asking you a question!"
Why shout? She had traveled such a long way to get here, endured so much fright, and he was yelling at her. Xia Yuxun's stubbornness flared up, "I want to go home!"
"Did you come all the way here just to go home?"
