My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

“Do you like being carried by Dad?”

“Yeah!”

Xanthea nodded, especially when she was sick, being carried would make her feel safe and reassured.

As she finished speaking, she heard a man’s deep and magnetic voice, making her realize she had been tricked. Blushing with embarrassment, she punched his shoulder, “Orion, you’re taking advantage of such a small thing? Aren’t you being childish?”

“I admit to being childish, you can call me.”

“No, no way!”

Xanthea moved her hand from punching his shoulder to cover his mouth, but his suddenly loosened grip

startled her.

“Careful!”

“Ah!”

She immediately clung to him tightly, the plush softness pressed against his back and the silky–smooth

make any

touch in her palms darkened Orion’s expression, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he dared not

further moves.

“Seriously, Orion! You dare to trick me? Put me down, I won’t let you carry me anymore!”

She angrily kicked her legs, but this time the man tightened his grip, making her utterly unable to move.

“Did you hear me?”

“I heard you I won’t do it again.”

What?

Xanthea had asked if he heard her request to be put down, but his apology for teasing her caught her off. guard, secretly making her heart swell with joy.

“Orion, am I heavy?”

“No.”

She was so light, as light as an unrealistic dream–only in dreams could he dare to hope for such close

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“You’re sensible!”

Xanthea’s eyes curved into a smile, leaning slightly on his back.

His sturdy back muscles conveyed a strong and warm sense of power through the silk shirt, accompanied by a crisp pine stent, making her face resting on it rub against his back again and again, much like a cat fondling mint leaves.

This feeling was nothing like being carried by her dad. Her father’s back gave a sense of stability and steadiness, as if she could fall asleep at any moment, while his embrace was wrapped tightly with a vibrapt hormonal scent, making her heartbeat faster and faster.

12:20

“What’s wrong?”

Orion felt her subtle movements.

Startled by his voice, Xanthea stiffened, then her face

suddenly snapped out of a trance.

Right, what was she doing?

suddenly pulled away from his back as if she

“Nothing, I just thought your shirt felt a bit like my bed sheets, so I just…”

Couldn’t help but get closer, right!

Bed sheets?

Orion smiled, “Xan, are you thinking about sleeping with me?”

“Who? Who wants to sleep with you!”

“Stop being so full of yourself, you pervert, or I’ll bite you if you keep talking nonsense!”

Xanthea flared up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, only realizing after her outburst that he was probably just joking, and her overreaction caused her cheeks heating up embarrassingly.

It was just too embarrassing.

“Put me down up ahead, I think my foot is fine now, I can walk on my own.”

“There’s a peach blossom forest up ahead, want to check it out?”

“Really?”

Xanthea looked up and indeed, saw a lush, blooming crimson peach blossom forest not far away, dazzling and diverse, as beautiful as the morning glow.

“Let’s go see!”

“Alright.”