Bao Gucheng had just stepped onto the stairs when he saw Zuzi sliding down from the side of the bookshelf.
The usually lively and spirited girl looked somewhat fatigued, her bright eyes slightly closed, her body soft like a clear spring, as if she could slip through his fingers if he held her too tightly.
Without a second thought, Bao Gucheng strode over, his powerful arms swiftly catching her, holding her securely within his embrace.
As if defending his territory.
Sacred and undeniable.
"Miss Zuzi?"
His voice was slightly hoarse, tinged with an urgency that belied his usual calm demeanor.
Zuzi did not respond.
Her soft body nestled into his arms, her small face gently leaning against his firm bicep, her nose lightly touching his rib area.
As if she had fallen asleep.
Bao Gucheng's heart beat irregularly.
He stood motionless beside the bookshelf, letting the girl rest in his arms, like a royal family prince guarding Sleeping Beauty.
Military, stance, straight and firm.
