Bai Xiao, who rarely laughed, actually felt like laughing out loud.
An Zhiyuan had finally fully recovered, and although it took a long time, the effect was still quite good.
It didn't cost her a bit of energy, just like An Zhiyuan's special ability, healing his body effortlessly.
Looking at the healed man, embracing herself, his sturdy arms felt as familiar as the safe harbor she had rested in so many times.
The feeling of finally being able to breathe a sigh of relief was like champagne bubbling in the bloodstream, making one slightly dizzy with delight.
Her jubilant heart pounded against her chest, her ribs felt too tight, as if they were strangling her heart and lungs, almost suffocating her.
Holding An Zhiyuan tightly.
"You scared me to death!"
