Xia Zhenai stood in front of the sink, turned on the faucet, and poured cold water on her face, trying to relieve the pain in her head.
Moreover, her heartbeat was speeding up and she had an inexplicable feeling of palpitations.
What's going on with her?
Is it an illness?
Thinking of this, Xia Zhenai couldn't help but panic for no reason.
She rubbed her groggy head and heard the bathroom door being pushed open suddenly.
Xia Zhenai suddenly looked back and saw Leng Haoxuan walking in.
Leng Haoxuan saw that she didn't look well when she left. He was still a little worried, so he came to the bathroom door without hesitation.
However, after waiting for a while, Xia Zhenai didn't come out.
Even when she called her, no one answered.
He was uneasy and pushed the door open without thinking.
Leng Haoxuan stood in front of Xia Zhenai, looked at her pale face, and said hurriedly with worry on his face: "Are you okay?"
Xia Zhenai smiled and said, "I'm fine."
Leng Haoxuan stared at her deeply, and Leng Buding said: "Zhenai, do you know what I am most afraid of?"
"..."
"I'm most afraid that you'll hide everything from me!"
Xia Zhenai hesitated slightly.
"Don't try to hide anything from me!" Leng Haoxuan stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly: "I'm very worried, you just looked bad!"
Xia Zhenai's heart softened, and she reached out her hand and hugged him back: "Haoxuan, I'm not afraid that I will suffer from depression, but I'm afraid of seeing you unhappy when you worry about me."
Leng Haoxuan stiffened: "..."
"Actually, I know that you are pretending to be fine just because you don't want to affect my mood!" Xia Zhenai's eyes flickered: "I do feel it!"
Maybe it's a deep love that requires no words.
Even a look and every move can sense each other's thoughts.
This may be the tacit understanding of the soul!
Leng Haoxuan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms. Her bright eyes and white teeth were pure and clean. Coupled with her intimate words, he suddenly felt extremely beautiful. He couldn't help but pull her tightly into his arms and whispered in a low voice.
She whispered in her ear: "As long as you are well, it doesn't matter even if you are wronged!"
Xia Zhenai was stunned for a moment, looking at the handsome face close at hand.
His face was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
Nestled in Leng Haoxuan's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat.
His eyes moved and he curled his lips.
This man always gave her surprise after surprise, making her happy.
Finding this kind man is enough for my wish.
After a while, the two slowly left.
However, no one noticed after they left.
Behind him, a figure slowly walked out.
Leng Haoxuan was afraid that she would be tired, so he took her away with tactful excuses and went back upstairs to rest.
He always stayed by the bed, staring at her sleeping face.
Until she fell into a deep sleep, he slowly lowered his head and placed a sacred kiss between her eyebrows as a habit.
Wife, good night!
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The top-floor presidential suite of the ‘Holy Emperor’s Pavilion’.
Leng Haoxuan was sitting on the luxurious sofa, looking out the window at the bustling lights of thousands of houses, his eyes so deep that it was impossible to see through any emotion.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Leng Haoxuan slowly came back to his senses: "Come in."
Xia Ziqing pushed the door open and stood at the door.
His breath was filled with the unique scent of that man who had conquered the country.
Looking at the man sitting elegantly on the sofa, under the light, his whole body seemed to be glowing with light.
Living in an extremely luxurious space, he looked like a prince in a dream.
At that moment, Xia Ziqing's heart trembled inexplicably, she walked over and whispered: "Haoxuan..."
Leng Haoxuan's eyes flashed with some emotion, he was silent for a while, and then opened his thin lips: "You love me, don't you?"