Li Yi looked at the bashful little woman in his arms, feeling a stirring in his softest place. Ni Xuanyi felt the light dim as Li Yi's lips descended upon hers, touching her lips tenderly with a familiar masculine scent enveloping her.,In this atmosphere, Ni Xuanyi no longer cared about Ran Zhao's whereabouts. She knew Li Yi well enough to realize from his earnest and calm attitude that he had handled everything well without causing her any harm.,The autumn morning began to rain, but the room was warm. Lishi looked at his sleeping wife, Nixuanyi, listening to her even breathing, and couldn't help reaching out to touch her bulging belly.。