Ryou Sheng opened his eyes in a daze, saw those familiar eyes, and couldn't help but reach out.

Warm fingertips, one at a time, traced the delicate brow with immense fondness.

The tingling sensation between the corners of his eyebrows made Yan Mor Calamity's heart flutter lightly.

"A Yan ..."

Liangsheng joyfully jumped into Yan Mor Calamity's arms and hugged him tightly.

It really was her Yan, she wasn't dreaming.

Yan Mor Calamity's handsome face exploded ...