Keep you safe and sound from everything

Di Mo Xuan's voice bore a painful suppression.

He stretched out his hand as he embraced Ye Qing Luo's petite body.

Light and slow, extremely gentle.

He daren't use any strength, afraid that the minute he used any, he would hurt the person in his embrace.

Slowly, he pulled Ye Qing Luo into his embrace, Di Mo Xuan's head buried in between her neck.

The man's warm breathe spread all over her skin.

Akin to a bundle of fire, incinerating her.

Perhaps it was because his actions were very gentle and light, or perhaps it was because of the medicinal effect from the dressing which he applied, Ye Qing Luo totally didn't feel any pain.

Even the injury from her internal organs had not triggered any painful feeling from the slightest movement.

"I'm angry with myself, for letting you get injured."

The man's voice was heard from her neck, moaning lowly, sounding slightly unrealistic.