As PD Xu Cui walked closer and closer to the place where he had left his angelic grandchildren, his eyes twinkled with open fondness. The late afternoon light filtered through the canopy in soft golden shafts, and the quiet rustle of leaves. A gentle breeze stirred the grass under his feet.
My angelic babies~ he mused inwardly, the familiar goofy warmth already returning to his expression.
But the moment he actually arrived, he paused.
Oya? A teasing smirk curved his lips. They're already here?
His gaze rested on the backs of Su Wanyan and Mo Xingxue. The alpha still had her head resting comfortably on Mo Xingxue's shoulder, left arm wrapped around the omega's waist, while Mo Xingxue leaned her own head against Su Wanyan's. It was the perfect picture of an intimate couple—soft, natural, and completely unguarded beneath the dappled shade.
