Within the lands of the Cyan Dragon Race, Lady Ya had already entered seclusion to refine the Spirit Pill of a Tier Eight Spirit Beast, and Xue Ling was recovering from her injuries. Shen Haoran and Ji Lingxuan sat quietly on a rooftop, enjoying their time alone.
Ji Lingxuan rested her head on Shen Haoran's shoulder, her eyes gently closed and a contented smile playing on her lips. The bright moonlight cascaded over her, making her look exceptionally saintly. Shen Haoran was instantly captivated. He simply stared at her, not even blinking.
"Brother Haoran, why are you looking at me like that?" Seeming to sense his fervent gaze, Ji Lingxuan lifted her head and spoke shyly. Her cheeks flushed bright red, like a ripe apple, making Shen Haoran want to pounce on her and take a bite.
