City, Liang Yimo's first feeling was that it was messy.Tang Qianxi may appear glamorous on the surface, but unexpectedly, she is also a woman who dislikes tidying up."Liang Xiangru, your sister is he..."Do whatever you want, I'm going to take a shower and sleep." Ming Sihan glanced at Pei Xuanyan, then walked towards the bedroom by himself.

Pei Xuanyan glanced at Ming Sihan's back and sighed, shaking her head.

This evening, if it weren't for her notifying Lianxing to go find Lang'an, I'm afraid Lang'an would have been killed by the hunters in their organization long ago.

After all, even with Star having Cold Night Sink as her amulet, no one in her organization would dare to touch Star.

Tonight, this night, is exceptionally long.

In the suburbs of Linhai City, in the last remaining patch of pristine forest, within a hollow formed by the intertwined branches of a century-old banyan tree.

Lang An leaned against the trunk of a tree, bare-chested, his sturdy arms confining Lian Xing'er in his embrace.

Lian Xing'er's face was now pale, her eyes tightly shut, and her brows slightly furrowed.

As soon as she shivered slightly, Lang An would pull her closer, warming her with his own body.

"Miss Xing'er..."

"Miss Xing'er..."

"Miss Xing'er..."

“Wake up!”

"Wake up!"

Lian Xing'er vaguely heard someone calling her name, struggling to force open her heavy eyelids until a beam of light pierced through the gaps between the tree trunks. It was too bright, and she instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes.

"Put your hand out, and I'll pull you out!" The other person was a bodyguard in a suit and tie, with an earpiece in his ear..Leng Yanting then reminded, "Be careful not to prick your hand when learning to sew.""When I learn how to make it, I'll make a soft pillow for Grandpa too, okay""I knew it, my little girl wouldn't fo...