The moonlit night grew deeper.
It was already past midnight.
Selena lay on the bed, her posture very proper, hands clasped and resting steadily on her lower abdomen.
Xu Nuo lay on his side, watching her in the moonlight.
Thinking of the look in her eyes when she was squeezing Ye Jiaojiao's neck not long ago, it had really been brimming with murderous intent.
His Xingtong, the real Xingtong who belongs to him, Xu Nuo—when on earth will she come back?
Xu Nuo thought silently as he slowly leaned closer, gently wrapped his arms around Selena's shoulders, and lowered his head to place a kiss between her brows.
"Xingtong, good night."
Only after murmuring the greeting in a soft voice did he lie down beside her, settling in.
In the darkness, Selena's ears twitched, then she slowly opened her eyes, which still held a trace of sleepiness…
The next morning.
Yan Xinxin and the others were having breakfast in the open-air restaurant.
