After Su Qianxun fed him the pills, she felt her cheeks burning. She quickly put the remaining pills away, trying to mask her nervousness.
The young woman was about to get up and leave Long Sijue alone when he suddenly threw his arms around her. A moment later, the two of them were lying in bed together with the young woman in his tight embrace.
"Young master..."
"What should you call me?" Long Sijue's voice was slightly raspy.
Su Qianxun did not know what to say.
"Sleep," Long Sijue said and turned off the light. Darkness enveloped the room. He held the young woman in his arms even tighter.
Su Qianxun thought that she would have trouble sleeping in his arms. But in fact, as she felt the burning warmth on his chest and listened to his vigorous heartbeat, she fell asleep soon enough.
Long Sijue breathed in her distinct scent. After a moment, he, too, closed his eyes in relief…