314 Not Just Seven Times Sweeter_2

In the quiet,

only the rustling of the wind and sand outside the house could be heard.

"Chi Yue," Qiao Dongyang slowly reached out his hand, caressing his face, "how have you gotten so thin?"

The distress in her eyes couldn't be hidden, but her movements were as hesitant as those of an elderly person. Qiao Dongyang stared at her without speaking. As he breathed in the warmth of her palm, his breath grew heavier, his emotions bursting forth, his gaze deep and intense as he fixated on her. Suddenly he pulled her into his embrace, clasping her back tightly against him, muttering in an almost hoarse whisper,

"I'm not dreaming. I'm not dreaming."

Chi Yue: "?"

Qiao Dongyang held her extremely tight, as if he were embracing an invaluable treasure that was once lost but now found, fearing that at any second it would slip away again, unwilling to let go. Chi Yue couldn't wriggle free and began to panic a little, "Qiao Dongyang, don't do this..."