Chapter 792 The Long Fingers, Gently Touching Ruan Cheng's Face

• Mu Chenjue slept for two whole days. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ruan Cheng holding his hand.
• The curtains were partially drawn, allowing the sounds of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers to fill the room. Soft sunlight poured in, illuminating everything.
• His palm felt slightly cool, enveloped in a warm small hand. It was soft and tender, carrying his familiar scent.