C756 Blood on the Dress

Yan felt a warmth on his lips, catching a familiar, comforting scent.

"Wan..." he murmured, touching his lips in disbelief, as if in a dream.

"Does this mean you're staying?" His heart surged with joy, a happiness so overwhelming it felt like an ocean engulfing him. Not even his greatest achievements had brought him such delight.

Qingwan twirled away, slipping from his grasp