The bed was a European-style carved bed, with everything from the bed itself to the canopy and even the bedding being authentic medieval style, extravagantly beautiful.
Luo Xiaoqian stretched out on it, her long hair fanned out behind her, shimmering with a quiet glow under the moonlight.
Leng Zimo kissed her face, then sat up straight, "Let me take a look at you."
He got up and suddenly pulled back the curtains.
Silver moonlight immediately poured in from outside the window, scattering over half the room and the entire large bed.
The room suddenly brightened, and Luo Xiaoqian instinctively curled up.
Her skin was tinted with moonlight, looking like porcelain, delicate and shining, with her long hair spread out on the white sheets, blooming like black flowers.
In the moonlight, Leng Zimo walked back to the bed and reached out to lift a strand of her long hair.
"Silly girl, do you know how beautiful you are?!"
