Mu Xiaojiu returned to the room to find Baili Xia still quietly lying on the bed.
He lay down beside her, his movements very gentle, but this girl still woke up startled.
Ever since so many things happened recently, her sleep had become particularly light.
Even the slightest noise could wake her up from her dreams.
Mu Xiaojiu knew that it was a sign of her lack of security.
Even though he was beside her, he still couldn't give her a sense of security, which was his failure as a man.
He extended his large hand to cradle her small head, letting her rest on his long arm.
His other arm went around her waist, holding her tightly from behind.
"Girl, since you're awake, let's talk about the honeymoon plan."
Baili Xia said nothing, her small hands tightly clenched, trying not to show any unusual reaction in his embrace.
Mu Xiaojiu suddenly grasped her hand, wrapping it in the palm of his own hand.
