Lu Ruoxi, dressed in cyan, leaned against a carved pillar of the headboard, her slender fingers twirling a lock of dark hair by her ear.
She gazed down at her Junior Brother Pei, whose eyes were shut tight on the bed beside her. The warmth in her eyes nearly overflowed.
Seven days and nights had passed since Pei Yuhang's Divine Soul entered Qing Yueqiu's body.
She had stood guard here every day, protecting the slumbering Pei Yuhang and Qing Yueqiu.
Lu Ruoxi didn't find these days tedious. After all, she could watch over her junior brother every day, openly and shamelessly gazing at him…
If she had to point out what was difficult, there were probably only three things.
First, there was that woman named Fan Xuan, who was always loitering nearby for no reason. Lu Ruoxi had shooed her away many times, but the shameless woman just wouldn't listen.
If not for the fear of disturbing her junior brother, she would have definitely confronted that thick-skinned, shameless woman.
