No matter how cold and serious Xirong fuchen was usually, his heart would soften when he met Duan Jintian.
No matter how cold and hard his heart was, it would turn from tempered steel to soft and tender for the girl he loved.
At this moment, Xirong fuchen hugged Duan Jintian tightly. He finally believed what the rib said.
Because he held Duan Jintian in his arms, his heart would no longer hurt. It would no longer hurt so badly because of his longing.
He thought that he would not lose sleep tonight.
Because of Duan Jintian's existence, his heart had warmed up.
Duan Jintian's heart felt warm and happy as she was being pampered.
She felt that only Xirong fuchen could give her this kind of happiness.
Love and family love were really different.
Love could actually make her so happy. She felt that every minute and second with the person she loved was so precious.
Every minute and every second would not be boring.
