Chapter 264: Not Used to This

Although it was just a simple four words, to He Xing, they sounded as melodious as a Buddhist chant; his heart softened into a mess, and without concern for anything else, he pulled Fu Han into his embrace.

Fu Han quietly listened to the rhythm of He Xing's heartbeat, steady and strong. Just listening to his heartbeat seemed almost magical.

Then there was his scent, with a hint of shower gel, reminiscent of a grassy field after a heavy rain, fresh and moist with a hint of coolness that seemed to cleanse one's spirit.

Fu Han felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility in her soul.

He Xing felt the same tranquility as his arms rested on Fu Han's shoulders. Her shoulders were so delicate that he dared not rest his entire arm on her, for fear of breaking them.

Fu Han was nearly one meter seventy, but when He Xing held her in his arms, she seemed as small as a kitten, evoking a sense of tenderness.