C174 It Was Pitch Black

Nie Zeyu's lips curled into a gentle smile as he held Xinling close, feeling a comforting warmth. Yet, as a man, there were things he had to do. He wouldn't let Xinling suffer in vain, but he was determined that she wouldn't bear any more of this burden. He was going to win, he was sure of it.

Xinling lay quietly in Zeyu's arms, gradually calming down. The afternoon was so pleasant