บท 582: The comfort after the storm [1]

Zhao Tian's eyelashes fluttered weakly, his mind still feeling the echoes of pain and exhaustion.

A blinding white light consumed his vision, forcing him to squint as his blurry surroundings began to come into focus.

For a moment, he struggled to process his disorientation, his mind fogged with fragments of memory... golden lightning, and... falling.

His gaze finally cleared, only to be greeted by an unexpected sight... a pair of well-developed breasts softly pressed against his face, two pink nipples adorning them.

The warm, comforting cushion-like thighs beneath his head cradled him as if shielding him from the world.

He blinked in confusion, his cheeks faintly warming as he tilted his head slightly to take in more of his surroundings.

Before he could fully comprehend what was happening, a soft, melodic voice tickled his ears.