175 Li Moyun's Weakness

The gentle sunlight shone in the air as the sun was rising in the sky. The rays of light were soft and warm, bathing the woman who was resting on the bed in a gentle light.

Li Moyun had been holding the woman in his arms the entire night, feeling as if he held the world's greatest treasure. He could not help but feel a mixture of emotions, both happiness, bliss, but also heartache, as the woman had to go through so much growing up.

She looked frail and fragile as she was lying on the bed, her slender arms were reaching out from under the blanket, and the skin was beautiful and white, resembling porcelain.

Her long fingers were twitching slightly as she was about to awaken from her slumber, and her eyelashes fluttered.

Seeing her like this was making Li Moyun's heart overflow with emotions. He lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.