Wen Nanxi held Su Muyao, cautiously exerting a little force, wishing he could merge her into his bones and blood once more.
Holding Su Muyao, he could clearly smell the captivating fragrance on her, dominantly occupying his nostrils, his mind, his heart.
It was the scent he was familiar with. During the Contract, it was even sweeter and more enchanting, making him even more infatuated.
At this moment, the heat within his body seemed to surge once again.
Wen Nanxi wanted to entwine himself with her even more.
The heat in his heart had not completely dissipated. He had only felt that it had been three days, and his heart ached for her, unwilling to torment her further.
At this moment, he felt moved and overwhelmed with emotions, filling his heart with warmth.
Su Muyao could feel Wen Nanxi holding her tightly, thinking he was too excited after patching up his Divine Soul.
Not mentioning Wen Nanxi, she too was excited.
