Jiang Xinli woke up in Bai Yao's arms, her gaze meeting his clear, deep, emerald-green eyes. "A Yao..."
Her cheeks were still flushed from their night of pleasure.
It was a rosy, endearing sight.
"Little Li, we've finally consummated our relationship," Bai Yao said, kissing her gently. He then raised his pale palm, his smile brimming with love and pride.
"I'm finally a man who truly belongs to my Little Li."
The red crescent on his palm had transformed into a silver moon, a sign that the man's purity had been wholly devoted to his beloved female.
Jiang Xinli took his hand, pressing her cheek gently against his palm.
She recalled how Xuan Ying and Hua Xi, after their first time with her, had excitedly shown her the Full Moon Sand on their palms, its color vanished.
She hadn't quite understood back then.
But she did now.
For them, the Full Moon Sand was more than a symbol of purity; it was the act of entrusting their entire life's love and future to another.
