Her tongue was still warm and real.
Li Beinian sighed in relief immediately.
However, someone kept staring at her.
His expression was resolute and calm, with the unspeakable hard temper of a man, standing clearly in front of her.
His eyes were deep as the sea, and gauze was wrapped around his head.
Li Beinian's head was a little dizzy and her eyes a little fuzzy.
Her heart started beating fast and heavy.
After a long while, she finally reacted and stuttered. "Mu… Xichen?"
Fearing that she had recognized the wrong person, Li Beinian deliberately opened her eyes bigger and looked in the direction of Mu Xichen.
"Yes."
His voice was faint and brought low magnetism.
His tall, broad figure came forward slowly and sat down on Li Beinian's bed.
Mu Xichen looked at her with a faint expression. "I saved you."
His voice was low and husky, and his tone was breezy.
