The first ray of sunlight in the morning, like a golden veil, gently passed through the carved window and slowly sprinkled in every corner of the room. Xiao Ning slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his vision was still a little hazy. He subconsciously raised his hand and gently rubbed his still dizzy head. Thinking back to last night, he seemed to be in a long and fantastic dream.
In that dream, he saw You Rong Rouxue walking out of a giant cicada pupa intact, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon. She had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, exuding a kind of enchanting charm. Seeing this, Xiao Ning was extremely excited, and couldn't help but quickly stepped forward and hugged her tightly. He buried his head deeply in You Rong Rouxue's white and slender neck, greedily sucking in her familiar and charming breath.
That night, they stayed together and spent a wonderful time together. That warm and sweet feeling was so real and wonderful, it was like a brand deeply engraved in Xiao Ning's heart, and it was difficult to dissipate for a long time.
At this moment, a light sound of footsteps came from far away. Not long after, a graceful figure slowly walked into the room. It turned out to be Rong Xuanya, who was holding a bowl of steaming hangover soup in her hand with a gentle smile on her face.
"Ning'er, what happened to you last night? You drank so much." Yourong Xuanya asked softly, with concern and a hint of anger in her tone.
Xiao Ning looked at the beautiful Yourong Xuan Ya in front of him and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He scratched his head sheepishly and whispered, "I'm sorry, Sister Xuan Ya. I did have something on my mind yesterday, and I couldn't think straight for a while, so I drank a few more glasses..."
Yourong Xuanya smiled slightly and didn't say anything more, but gently placed the tray in her hand on the table beside her. Then, she carefully picked up the bowl of hangover soup, walked to Xiao Ning and sat down, ready to feed him personally.
Seeing this, Xiao Ning quickly waved his hands, indicating that he could do it himself and did not want to trouble Yourong Xuanya. However, Yourong Xuanya insisted on feeding him, with a firm and gentle look in her eyes. In the end, Xiao Ning could not resist her kindness, so he had to open his mouth obediently and drink the bowl of sobering soup full of care and warmth.
After finishing the soup, Rong Xuanya turned her head slightly and gazed at him with eyes as gentle as water. Then, she gently lifted her jade-white soft hand, and wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with gentle and delicate movements. Each wipe seemed to be filled with endless care and love.
Then, she slowly put down the bowl in her hand, and like a well-behaved kitten, she gently snuggled into his broad and warm embrace. She gently leaned her beautiful face against Xiao Ning's neck, and the warm air she exhaled brushed past his face like a spring breeze. Her voice was timid, as fragile as a flower swaying in the wind:
"Ning'er, I'm so scared... My sister is gone. She's the only relative I have left in this world... Ning'er, I don't know what to do in the future..."
Xiao Ning looked at the pitiful and lovable Yourong Xuanya in front of him, and his heart could not help but feel a sharp pain. Because he had also experienced the pain of losing his loved ones, and that unforgettable feeling was still fresh in his memory. At this moment, seeing such a weak and helpless Yourong Xuanya, the love and pity in his heart surged like a tide, one wave higher than the other. So, he stretched out his arms without hesitation and hugged the beauty in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his body. At the same time, he rubbed her pink face affectionately with his cheek and comforted her softly:
"Don't be afraid, Sister Xuanya, Ning'er will always be by your side. Even if Sister Rouxue leaves us temporarily, I will stay by your side in her place and protect you until Sister returns safely..."
Hearing Xiao Ning's sincere and affectionate words, Yourong Xuanya's eyes were instantly moist. She was so moved that she could not speak. She could only hold Xiao Ning's hand tightly, clasping their fingers together. After a long time, she finally calmed down her excitement and said with great emotion:
"Ning'er, it's so great to have you. You are the most precious gift that your sister has given me, and you are the favor and blessing from God to me. Ning'er!"
Xiao Ning and Yourong Xuanya, two broken hearts, snuggled together, warming each other, and looking forward to Yourong Rouxue's return together.
After that, Xiao Ning moved into Yourong Xuanya's residence and lived with her. Yourong Xuanya was busy with the complicated affairs of the sect every day, while Xiao Ning took care of the housework wholeheartedly, cooked delicious meals for him, and took care of every detail of life. At the same time, he also devoted himself to the work of studying how to save Yourong Rouxue.
Time flies, day after day, half a month has passed unknowingly. In the morning of this day, Xiao Ning woke up slowly, kneading his lower back gently, his face slightly haggard. For some reason, he often hugged Yourong Rouxue in his dreams recently, and the feeling was extremely real and beautiful.
Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, Rong Xuanya, dressed in a dress as white as snow, came to the bedside as lightly as a fairy and asked with a happy face:
"Ning'er! Does this dress look good?"
Xiao Ning was deeply attracted by Yourong Xuanya in front of him. She was like a fairy descending from heaven, so beautiful that it was breathtaking. His mind was shaken and he was a little absent-minded. He murmured:
“Good… looks good…”
Yourong Xuanya looked at Xiao Ning's obsessed look and couldn't help but smile, her laughter as clear and pleasant as a silver bell. She took a step forward lightly and suddenly threw herself into Xiao Ning's arms, like a docile kitten, rubbing his cheek affectionately, and then gently kissed his lips.
This kiss was like a spring breeze, gentle and warm. Xiao Ning felt Rong Xuanya's tenderness and affection, and an endless sweetness surged in his heart. Their lips were tightly pressed together, as if time had stopped at this moment.
He doesn't care about other things now. As long as he doesn't do anything too outrageous, Xiao Ning will not reject Yourong Xuanya.
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