Seventh time after three hundred breaths.
Qiu Zhihe turned her back, Qin Gengyun leaned in to embrace her, Qiu Zhihe struggled slightly, then stopped moving.
Qin Gengyun had a blissful smile on his face, feeling that at this moment, all the beauty in the world was in his arms.
In his previous life, he was a failure at the bottom of society, dying in his forties without ever marrying.
Coming to this cultivation world, he was still at the bottom, poisoned by Pill Poison, and still could only live to forty.
Qin Gengyun was once in despair, thinking this life would also end in a bleak outcome.
Yet in his darkest moment, he met Qiu Zhihe.
He knew Qiu Zhihe had many secrets, and knew his wife wasn't as gentle and weak as she appeared.
But, what did that matter?
His wife was the only light in his life.
No matter where this light came from, he would hold onto it tightly.
Just like he was now holding his wife's warm and tender body tightly.
