"Mu Wan, I have something to tell you..."
Before Qin Mu could express his thoughts, he saw Mu Wan sleeping quietly on the soft white bed, curled up with her long hair scattered over her shoulders, dressed in an off-white nightgown that made her appear petite, with skin as delicate as a baby's.
Quiet... soft white... impeccably pure.
Qin Mu squinted his dark eyes... Such a cool, jade-like, water-clear woman...
Makes one's heart ache.
Even in her dreams, Mu Wan didn't seem to have much sense of security, her whole body curled up, trying to grasp something in her sleep but all in vain.
Qin Mu looked at the nearby thin quilt, raised his hand to spread it over Mu Wan.
In her sleep, Mu Wan unconsciously raised her hand; as Qin Mu was about to lift his hand away, she grasped his wrist.
Qin Mu: "..."
Qin Mu tried to pull his hand away from the woman's slender wrist but she only held him tighter.
"Don't cry... Mom... please don't cry."
