His Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably. His lips, thin and slightly dry from long hours of training in the summer heat without water, quivered nervously.
He strode toward the bedroom with clear purpose, and with the decisiveness expected of an Imperial Major General, he flung the door open.
The sight within the room made Su Xingye's pupils tremble. His tall frame froze, and he remained motionless where he stood.
It was Yu Lan.
'She really came!'
Su Xingye had never expected that she would come looking for him of her own accord.
The air conditioning in the room was turned up high. Finding it a little chilly, Yu Lan pulled the blanket tighter around herself.
Against the large, pure black bed, Yu Lan's skin seemed all the more fair and radiant.
The beautiful young female was lying quietly on the bed he slept in every night. Su Xingye could hardly describe the emotions he felt in that instant.
Yu Lan's arrival was the best gift of all, the greatest relief from the summer's heat.
