In that instant, Chi Xia suddenly felt an urge to cry.
As the male protagonist of this world, and the savior of this apocalypse, Han Junche should have been invincible.
But he was abandoned by his own father, and her arrival caused him to be troubled by love.
Chi Xia suddenly felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have acted that way with him. She should have pampered and coaxed him like before, so as to make up for what he was missing.
She sniffed, suppressing the urge to cry, buried her face in his chest, and whispered, "Yes, I'll always be here."
Upon hearing this, Han Junche couldn't help but slightly release her, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.
A deep kiss landed.
Chi Xia took the initiative to cooperate with him, and even kissed him back for the first time at this moment, playing and entangled with him.
After a long while, Han Junche suddenly pulled away from her lips, took a deep breath, looked at her rosy face and her moist lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep, or I'll break my promise."
Chi Xia was almost touching him, and soon felt Han Junche's heroic figure.
Her face flushed instantly, and she twisted her body, trying to get away from Xiao Han.
However, as soon as she moved, Han Junche suddenly hissed, gripped Chi Xia's body tightly with both hands, and took a deep breath: "Don't move, it will be fine in a moment."
Chi Xia froze, letting him hold her while he breathed deeply into her ear.
After a while, Han Junche finally calmed down. He looked at her, his dark eyes shining like stars in the night: "For the sake of our future happiness, marry me after we go back, okay?"
The single 'hmm', with its slightly rising tone at the end, combined with his deep and magnetic voice, instantly made Chi Xia's body go weak.
She didn't dare to look up at him, but buried her head in his arms and softly hummed in agreement.
Although it wasn't the first time he had gotten her permission, unlike the last time when he used tricks, this time Chi Xia was willing.
A soft, gentle "hmm" filled Han Junche with joy.
He suddenly hugged her tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Chi Xia, I love you."
Chi Xia never hesitated to express her love to Han Junche. Whether joking or serious, she had said it many times in a generous manner. But this time, she became shy, buried her head in his arms, and only managed to say coquettishly, "I know."
Han Junche was not satisfied with the answer, but now that he had her soft fragrance in his arms, he could smell her hair fragrance by simply lowering his head.
Han Junche suddenly felt that it didn't matter whether she spoke or not.
Anyway, she understood his feelings, and he understood hers too.
He reached out and gently stroked Chi Xia's hair, then closed his eyes contentedly and said softly, "Sleep."
Chi Xia had just woken up and wasn't very sleepy yet, but she was currently trapped in Han Junche's arms and dared not make any rash moves.
It wasn't that I was worried about reigniting his anger, but rather that I felt sorry for him because he had been working so hard, and even more sorry that he had run into Han Zheng today.
Chi Xia closed her eyes, intending to wait until he fell asleep before leaving his embrace, but unexpectedly, she also drifted off to sleep after a short while.
When I woke up again, it was completely dark.
Han Junche was still asleep, his soft, shallow breaths falling on her shoulder; they were still in the same position they had been in before falling asleep.
Chi Xia's stomach growled, and remembering that they hadn't eaten all day, she slowly backed away, wanting to get up and find something to eat.
However, as soon as she moved, Han Junche immediately tightened his arms and hugged her even tighter.
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