The cool night had the texture of water.
Stars twinkled across the deep blue sky.
In the countryside, one could see a sky full of stars.
A slight breeze crept in through the cracks of the window but failed to penetrate the embrace of the two people.
Their bed was by the window, and Qiao Xi could see the vast expanse of stars outside through it.
Qiao Xi's voice was light, "I'll finish filming tomorrow and then it will be a wrap."
The light was still on inside the room, casting a pale yellow glow all around.
Moonlight also streamed in, its bright light making her cold, ethereal face appear exceptionally soft and tranquil.
A celestial aura seemed to enshroud her.
Qiao Xi's jet-black hair playfully curled into Shen Dang's neck. He raised his hand to brush aside her hair, "Mhm, we'll go home once filming is complete."
There was a faint laugh in his voice, and the low tone was inexplicably seductive.
Home.
That word felt somewhat foreign to Qiao Xi.
