His words were simple, yet they made Long Yue feel exceptionally warm.
This life, having you is enough!
These words were worth more than a thousand, Long Yue smiled happily, and as her tense nerves relaxed, she felt a wave of dizziness and fell into Li Qingmu's arms.
"Yue'er? Yue'er!"
Li Qingmu was startled and quickly scooped the little wife into his arms. He looked around; it seemed they weren't far from Yue'er's master's home... That's right, she didn't return all night, probably staying at her master's.
Li Qingmu quietly sighed in relief. The little wife had disappeared for an entire night, he was worried sick and couldn't find her anywhere, fearing something might have happened to her.
Although he had found her, he was still uneasy and decided to ask Duanmu Nan about it.
"What's going on?"
Duanmu Nan saw the little woman fallen in Li Qingmu's arms, her hair scattered on the ground, her small face slightly pale yet more enchanting, his gaze slightly deepened.
