Nangong Yaoling looked at her slightly red-rimmed eyes and suddenly leaned over to gently kiss her lips.
His soft lips pressed against hers in a kiss that was light yet profoundly passionate. Xia Xiaonuan felt the kiss stir her heart slightly, revolving in circles.
It was a tender feeling of profound emotion, hidden with a restrained yet intense love.
Her heart fluttered from his kiss, inhaling the familiar scent from him, gradually calming her inner unease, like a torn wound slowly healing.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally gently pulled away, letting his lips linger on her chin, then her forehead.
Xia Xiaonuan slowly opened her eyes, looking at his charmingly handsome face above her, her lips slightly curled.
Nangong Yaoling saw her smiling face and couldn't help but show a slight smile as well.
Outside the hospital room.
Nangong Zhongli looked at Qin Yi.
"You're saying Xiaonuan is fine now? It was just a false alarm?" she asked curiously.
