Lin Xiao was instantly thrilled. Without any unnecessary words, he scooped Su Qingning up by the waist. She instinctively hooked her arms around his neck. From her reaction, Lin Xiao knew she was rapidly opening her heart to him.
This is definitely a good thing.
Carrying the feather-light Su Qingning, he entered the room and gently placed her on the bed. Yet, she refused to let go. With a helpless sigh, Lin Xiao climbed onto the bed as well. Su Qingning curled up in his arms like a docile cat. They could feel each other's breath, each other's heartbeat, and even the love flowing between them.
An unknown amount of time passed before Su Qingning's breathing grew deep and even. Lin Xiao knew she had fallen asleep. He carefully rolled out of bed.
That intimidating, murderous aura was still present. Of course, Lin Xiao had to go and confront its source.
