The corners of her lips curled up as she held his hand and walked towards the direction where Xiao Moli was.
Wherever the heart is, there is home. Wherever Xiao Moli is, her heart will be there.
Returning to the courtyard where Xiao Moli was, she saw Xiao Moli still asleep.
An Ziqi also went to see Xiao Qian'ai. The little one hadn't seen her for two days, thinking she didn't want her any longer.
Grievously hugged her neck and refused to let go.
Even though she was worried, she heard Nuoyan say An Ziqi needed rest.
The little one turned her head and looked at An Ziqi's scarred face and her exhausted appearance. Pouting, she gave a kiss on An Ziqi's injured forehead and obediently followed Nuoyan out.
After a simple wash-up, An Ziqi returned to the bedroom.
On the soft, comfortable big bed, Xiao Moli lay quietly as if asleep.
An Ziqi approached and lay down beside him.
She stared unblinkingly at the person next to her for a long time.
