Such endurance, isn't it cruel to himself as well?
Tang Li remembered him sitting in the grand hall of Guangyuan Temple listening to the morning lessons. Since that time, she should have seen that Song Baiyan was unlike ordinary people in stamina and mindset.
But even if his desires were few, he was still a man.
Tang Li approached quietly, standing behind Song Baiyan, and said, "I want to have a child, your child."
Song Baiyan paused in his smoking when he heard her.
Then, he turned around, met her persistent gaze, his expression softened a little, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Still a child yourself, and you want to have a baby?"
"Only you think I'm still a child."
Tang Li stared at him, her body slowly moving closer: "Actually, I'm not young at all."
As she spoke, she pulled over the man's left hand.
