Before the newcomer could speak, Ranran had already pulled her hand back, hopping on one leg while complaining, "I'm helping my husband wipe his sweat, is that not allowed?"
Having just woken up, Xiao Sichen was still a bit dazed and wasn't sure if he was really seeing Ye Ranran.
But hearing her voice, Xiao Sichen suddenly emerged from confusion into clarity.
In an instant, he seemed to stand atop the clouds, surrounded by a profusion of blossoms and auspicious clouds filling the sky.
Realizing she said she was helping her husband wipe the sweat, and she was looking at him.
His heart nearly stopped beating.
The scorching gaze remained fixed on Ye Ranran.
Overwhelmed with emotion, beyond words, he felt as if his world had undergone a profound upheaval.
There was a pair of hands that pulled his heart, previously sunk into the abyss, back out again.