This clothing... is Jin'an's clothes.
Xiao Yinruo's eyes flashed with panic, but she seemed to want to confirm something slowly as she looked up, meeting Lu Jin'an's dazed gaze.
It was just like the scene she had imagined in her mind earlier.
Xiao Yinruo's breathing suddenly became rapid, warm breaths brushing against Lu Jin'an's thighs, her body trembling slightly, as if in fear, in panic.
Is this reality? Or memory?
She looked at Lu Jin'an, her peach blossom eyes brimming with a mist that seemed about to overflow at the next second.
This child is so close to her, wasn't she just thinking about getting this close to him earlier?
If Nanzhi wasn't here, if it were just her and Jin'an... if she did something to this child for the sake of power...
And if... it wasn't "Empathy" with Qingyue, but if it was with Jin'an alone, wouldn't this child be much more gentle?
If there were only gentleness, without the inexplicable pain when empathizing with Qingyue, wouldn't it feel better?
