A hint of a smile curled at the corners of Ji Feixue's lips.
No matter how cold, no matter how proud, a woman wouldn't resist being pampered by her own man.
These things, if one day they could save her life, would also be Su He protecting her. If they served no purpose, she would simply return them to Su He after 730,000 years.
For Su He, it really was just giving them upfront only to take them back immediately.
Though her lips smiled, her eyes could hardly conceal her loneliness.
This departure meant they would not see each other for 730,000 years.
Neither had anything left to say, they simply held hands, fingers tightly interlocked.
The Flying Boat glided silently, and after half a day, both turned their gaze forward.
On a white cloud ahead, a black silhouette stood quietly alone, motionlessly watching the Flying Boat.
"Go!" Ji Feixue let go of his hand, saying softly.
