Gazing at the peacefully sleeping Duan Yanran, Ling Tianyu's eyes revealed an unprecedented tenderness and affection. Since his return, he rarely smiled, until he began spending time with Duan Yanran, accompanying her to and from work. Gradually, his smile became more frequent, perhaps a testament to the impact of love.
"Buzz!"
Lifting his left hand, the blanket slowly floated up and covered Duan Yanran's delicate body while Tianyu, not needing it for himself, was a Golden Core Powerhouse who no longer cared about the heat of summer or the cold of winter.
Duan Yanran thus slept nestled against Ling Tianyu's arm, supremely comfortable. Every so often, her nose twitched, and occasionally her little mouth moved, looking incredibly adorable.