Even knowing she was the culprit.
He took a deep breath, wanting to dispel his absurd and ridiculous thoughts.
He reached out to Shu'er's neck, but upon sensing the pulse there, he couldn't bring himself to act.
Yet, this person was Shu'er; if it were someone else, they would have died in an instant.
His fingers traced every inch of Shu'er's slender neck, as if a slight exertion could snap it.
He closed his eyes and murmured.
"Shu'er, you'd better not truly betray me..."
It wasn't until dawn that Tang Zan felt sleepy and finally drifted off.
At the appointed time, Tang Zan opened his eyes and saw Shu'er sleeping peacefully.
Involuntarily, he softened his steps and carefully rolled up the bedding.
This would enlarge the tent's space, allowing Shu'er freedom of movement.
Thinking of this, he paused, a flash of annoyance fleetingly crossing his face.
Why was he still instinctively considering Shu'er?
