C285 Treasure Pavilion

Yang Ying was suddenly aware of a subtle fragrance that tantalized his senses, compelling him to inhale deeply.

Simultaneously, Ji Xue's gentle touch graced Yang Ying's forehead, sending a wave of softness through him. He couldn't help but wish time would freeze in that perfect moment.

Ji Xue's cheeks were a deep shade of crimson as she diligently wiped the sweat from Yang Ying's brow