C161 What a Tyrant Your Husband Is

Bright moonlight shone through the window. Lu Jin lowered his head to look at Xu Xiran's delicate face, which was pale to the point that it was almost transparent. He slowly wiped away the tears on her face and lowered his head to kiss her long eyelashes.

His actions seemed to pacify her. Xu Xiran gradually stopped crying and struggling, and fell into a deep sleep in his arms