Involuntarily, he extended his index finger and gently caressed her lower eyelid.
His fingers, hardened from years of training, were slightly rough, and although his movements were gentle, they still caused Qi Chi to furrow her brows. She stirred slightly, her lips murmured as she pursed them, turning her face, initially facing outwards, upwards, falling into a deeper sleep without waking.
Lu Zhan almost reflexively pulled his hand back, and seeing that she did not wake, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yet he remained somewhat captivated, reluctant to leave, his gaze fixed on her delicate features.
Seeing her deep in sleep, he couldn't help but entertain a few tender thoughts.
He bent down, slowly, inching closer to her gentle face.
His eyes blazed like fire, lingering on those pink lips for a long while, before finally leaning in lightly, softly kissing those tender red lips.
