Ward left in a hurry. Lincoln picked up the medicine and took a sip. Then, he held Zayla’s head and fed her mouth-to-mouth. Zayla blushed and clenched his clothes tightly. The bitter medicine, mixed with his sweet breath, finally squeezed into her throat.

“I… I can drink it myself.” Lincoln raised his eyebrows and asked with a wicked smile, “What’s wrong with me feeding you?”

“You took advantage of me again.”

“Zayla, I just want to bear the bitterness with you together.” Lincoln found an explanation for his actions. Zayla was speechless.

She snorted softly and took over the bowl, then stared at the pitch-black medicine inside. Zayla’s delicate brows furrowed tightly.

She pursed her lower lip, raised her head, and drank it all in one gulp. Zayla handed the empty bowl to Lincoln and said with a smile, “I’m… Um!”

He suddenly held her slender wrist. With a bang, the bowl fell on the carpet. Lincoln’s sudden kiss made Zayla stunned. But soon… A candy melted sweetly in her mouth.

Lincoln stepped back slightly with a smile in his eyes. Then, he whispered next to her ear, “We share weal and woe. Okay?” Looking at each other, her heart skipped a beat.

a little sleepy after taking the

“Well, so am I.”

pulled her into his arms. He stretched out and lifted the quilt, making it fall on their bodies to cover

could hear each other’s breathing,

of his lips hooked slightly, and he

“Lincoln…”

“Um?”

said, “I won.” She said these two words with absolute confidence. After all, she won because she was truly capable! But these three words suddenly froze him. Indeed. Zayla won this assessment. She won it with her

this result was not what he wanted. Winning or losing could never compare to her being safe and sound.

is always

buried her face in his arms, then raised her arms under the quilt, put

are already disappearing. It

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