Jun Shiling's shirt was a little cold, but the coldness was quickly covered by the warmth from his body.

"Thank you." Jun Shiling's deep voice sounded in her ear. "I forgot about it myself."

Xia Wanyuan, who had wanted to break free, suddenly stopped.

Leaning into Jun Shiling's arms, Xia Wanyuan felt a little emotional.

Although Jun Shiling was the leader of the Jun family, perhaps only he knew the loneliness on the high cliff.

Xia Wanyuan's hands, which were originally hanging by her sides, hesitated for a moment before she raised them and gently patted Jun Shiling's back.

Jun Shiling sensed the movement on his back and froze. He tightened his grip on Xia Wanyuan.

After a while.

"Are you feeling better?" Xia Wanyuan assumed that Jun Shiling was in a low mood and needed someone to hug and comfort him. When Xiao Bao was unhappy, he liked to seek her comfort like this.

Jun Shiling swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. "Let's not get a divorce, okay?"

Jun Shiling let go of Xia Wanyuan. Under the myriad of lights, Jun Shiling saw that Xia Wanyuan's eyes did not have those charming and gentle thoughts, and his eyes darkened.

"Come, let go of this lantern." Xia Wanyuan waved at Jun Shiling. "Then make a wish."

Jun Shiling looked at Xia Wanyuan's feet. It turned out that the black mass was a lantern.

Jun Shiling lit the lantern and was about to let it out.

"Make a wish." In the legends of the Xia Dynasty, the lanterns would pass their wishes to the Genie.

Jun Shiling's hand paused. He turned around and took a deep look at Xia Wanyuan, then looked at the lanterns. After a few seconds of silence, he steadily threw them into the river. At that moment, there was a sea of lanterns on the river.

The lantern in Jun Shiling's hand melted into the sea of lights and slowly floated into the distance.

"Let's go back." Xia Wanyuan was about to turn and leave.

"Xia Wanyuan," Jun Shiling suddenly called out to her.

Xia Wanyuan turned around. Jun Shiling was only a step away from her. Her eyes widened in confusion.

Jun Shiling suddenly leaned down and an extremely aggressive aura came. Xia Wanyuan's heart inexplicably panicked.

Xia Wanyuan looked at Jun Shiling's deep eyes that were gradually approaching. His thin lips gradually heated up, and the clarity in his eyes was shattered by panic.

"You?" Xia Wanyuan spoke hurriedly. Her slightly widened eyes were as lively as a deer under the light.

"What are you thinking about?" Jun Shiling did not act as Xia Wanyuan had guessed. Instead, he stopped when he was close to Xia Wanyuan's face.

"Nothing." The embarrassment on Xia Wanyuan's face increased. It was unclear whether she was relieved or disappointed.

"I just saw that your face seemed to be covered in dust. I came closer to take a look." There was an obvious smile in Jun Shiling's eyes, and the corners of his eyes were gentle.

He was as gentlemanly as jade and peerlessly brilliant.

When she saw the smile in Jun Shiling's eyes, Xia Wanyuan was stunned. A ripple spread in her heart, but the embarrassment and anger in her heart suppressed that ripple.

Jun Shiling reached out and wiped the side of Xia Wanyuan's right cheek. "Why are you acting like a little cat?"

The warmth of Jun Shiling's hand brushed past her face, and Jun Shiling was extremely close. When Xia Wanyuan looked up, she could count Jun Shiling's distinct eyelashes and see the depth in his eyes.

Xia Wanyuan's face flushed. She felt that Jun Shiling was a little unfamiliar tonight, making her feel at a loss.

"Alright, let's go back." Jun Shiling finally took a step back, and Xia Wanyuan turned around with a sigh of relief.

Hence, she missed the victorious smile on Jun Shiling's lips.