"Lingxi..."
Hearing her name, she turned to look at him and before she could say anything, he moved forward, sealing her lips with a kiss.
H-Huh?
Fei Lingxi's breath caught in her throat looking at the affection in his eyes and her eyes quivered as she slowly closed her eyelids, letting herself sink into the kiss.
Zhao Tian softly sucked on her lips and she raised her hand, placing it on his shoulder, her fingers curling upon the fabric of his robes.
Pulling back from the kiss, Zhao Tian smiled softly tugging a strand of hair from her face.
A tear slipped down her cheek, and she quickly brushed it away, her lips trembling. "Thank you," she whispered.
"I don't know if I'll ever be truly worthy of you, but… I want to be. I want to learn to love, to let go of my past, and to… to be someone you can be proud of."
Zhao Tian sighed in his heart and he knew exactly what kind of words a vulnerable woman like her needs to hear now.