"Feng Xun, I, I should just walk by myself." Ye Lingyue spoke softly in his embrace, clearly hearing the sound of Feng Xun's heartbeat, thumping steadily. Listening to it for a while, she felt her own heart rate quickening.
"Be good, you still have injuries." Feng Xun stroked her hair, his gaze sweeping across the bustling market, muttering to himself what Ye Lingyue had said she wanted to eat.
Behind them, the proprietress only saw two figures, tightly nestled together, gradually walking away with the flow of people.
The hustle and bustle, noise, lights, and shadows of the trees all disappeared in an instant. Between heaven and earth, only those two figures remained, as if they were going to walk together until the end of time.
The proprietress suddenly felt that these two were truly a perfect match.
She suddenly remembered, the Feng Residence?
Was that person just now from the Feng Residence?
