Sunlight spilled through the gaps in the curtains, tracing golden lines across Mu Xi’s skin and outlining the graceful curves of her body.
Mu Xi seemed completely indifferent to her naked state, focusing intently on enjoying her breakfast.
She took a small sip of coffee, a ring of milk foam clinging to her lips before she extended the tip of her tongue to lick it away.
This unconscious action caused Ye Lan’s breathing to grow heavy.
“This coffee is delicious.” Mu Xi looked up, meeting Ye Lan’s gaze with a slight smile.
Ye Lan set down her fork, her eyes unable to move away from Mu Xi.
Her delicate collarbone, smooth belly, and long legs — every inch tugged at Ye Lan’s nerves.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” Mu Xi asked, tilting her head with an air of innocence.
“I’m eating.” Ye Lan withdrew her gaze, forcing herself to focus on the food on her plate.
Outside the window, the wind from The Desert kicked up dust, lightly patting against the RV’s glass.
But inside the RV at this moment, it was a secluded paradise, cut off from the rest of the world.
Mu Xi chewed small bites of bread, and a few crumbs fell onto her chest.
She brushed them away carelessly, causing Ye Lan’s eyes to fall upon her once more.
“Eat slowly, no one is going to take it from you.” Ye Lan handed her a tissue.
Mu Xi took the tissue, wiped the corner of her mouth and said, “Mhm, the breakfast you made is really tasty.”
Ye Lan smiled faintly, a complex emotion welling up in her heart.
She looked at the girl who once belonged to her, the former Princess, now sitting naked and defenseless before her with enchanting curves.
Ye Lan’s gaze was drawn in, unable to look away.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” Mu Xi suddenly looked up, staring directly at Ye Lan.
Ye Lan did not avoid her eyes and said frankly, “Because you are beautiful.”
Mu Xi’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she showed no intention of shrinking back or putting on clothes.
She simply continued eating her breakfast quietly, occasionally glancing at Ye Lan with a faint, lingering smile on her lips.
It was an expression somewhere between innocence and flirtatiousness, stirring both a sense of protection and a trace of improper thoughts within Ye Lan’s heart.
The atmosphere inside the RV became subtle and ambiguous, with only the sound of clinking cutlery breaking the silence.
After the meal, Mu Xi curled up lazily on the RV’s sofa, lost in thought.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains.
She still seemed completely indifferent to her naked state, her eyes drifting as she pondered goodness knows what.
After Ye Lan cleared the table, she walked toward the bedroom to tidy the bed.
She bent over to pick up the clothes scattered by the bedside, her fingers accidentally brushed against Mu Xi’s panties.
The damp sensation from her fingertips caused her to pause for a moment.
Ye Lan instinctively pinched the fabric, confirming the presence of moisture.
She brought the panties closer, giving them a light sniff.
A familiar scent immediately filled her nose.
It was the scent of Mu Xi.
It was the mark left behind after pleasure.
A smile unconsciously tugged at the corners of Ye Lan’s lips.
She looked back at Mu Xi on the sofa.
The young girl was hugging her knees and dazing, her long silver hair cascading down her naked back in a graceful curve.
Memories of last night suddenly flooded Ye Lan’s mind.
The way Mu Xi trembled in her arms, those glazed eyes, and the way she bit her lip.
‘So Mu Xi was like that,’ Ye Lan whispered to herself.
She clutched the panties in her hand, deciding not to tell Mu Xi about this.
‘She would surely be dying of embarrassment.’
Ye Lan turned and walked toward the bathroom, intending to wash this small piece of underwear by hand.
“Where are you going?” Mu Xi’s voice came from behind, clear with a hint of laziness.
Ye Lan hid the panties behind her back and turned to face Mu Xi.
“To wash a few clothes,” she replied naturally.
Mu Xi tilted her head, her eyes flashing with curiosity.
“Do you need my help?” she asked, making a move to stand up.
Ye Lan stepped quickly to Mu Xi’s side, reaching out to gently press down on her shoulder.
“No need. You should get some rest.” Her voice was soft yet firm.
Mu Xi nodded and curled back into the sofa.
She hugged her knees and looked up at Ye Lan with a faint smile on her lips.
“Ye Lan.”
“Mhm?”
“I slept very soundly last night.” Mu Xi’s voice was light, yet it caused Ye Lan’s breath to hitch.
Ye Lan reached out to stroke Mu Xi’s long hair, feeling the silky texture beneath her fingertips.
Once, this girl had been a pure and sacred existence, but now she was so dependent on her.
“That’s good,” Ye Lan said, then turned to walk into the bathroom.
Closing the bathroom door, Ye Lan turned on the faucet and placed Mu Xi’s panties under the stream of water.
The warm water washed over the fabric, carrying away the traces of last night’s pleasure.
In this RV deep within The Desert, she could finally give Mu Xi a temporary sense of security.
After washing the panties, Ye Lan carefully hung them on the drying line.
She looked at the small piece of fabric, a smile tugging at her lips once more.
Exiting the bathroom, Ye Lan saw that Mu Xi had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
Sunlight through the curtain gaps cast a golden halo over her naked body.
Ye Lan walked softly to the side of the sofa and leaned down to pick Mu Xi up.
The girl shifted slightly in her arms but did not wake up, unconsciously she rested her head against Ye Lan’s shoulder.
Ye Lan felt the warmth in her arms and carefully laid Mu Xi on the bed, then pulled over the quilt and gently covered her.
“Sleep, my Little Xi,” Ye Lan whispered, leaning down to press a light kiss on Mu Xi’s forehead.
Outside the window, the wind of The Desert howled past, kicking up yellow sand that filled the sky.
Ye Lan sat by the bed, quietly watching Mu Xi’s sleeping face.
That exquisite face looked exceptionally peaceful in her dreams.
She reached out to gently brush away a strand of silver hair from Mu Xi’s cheek, a strong protective urge welling up in her heart.
No matter how many hardships and obstacles lay ahead, she would protect this girl and give her the best of everything.
Ye Lan stood up and walked to the control panel, lowering the indoor temperature to ensure Mu Xi could sleep more comfortably.
Then she walked to the window, looking out at The Desert through a narrow slit.
In this small world belonging only to her and Mu Xi, time seemed to become slow and gentle.
Ye Lan turned to look at the sleeping Mu Xi, making a silent promise in her heart.
No matter what awaited them in the future, she would protect Mu Xi and never let her be harmed again.
This was her promise and her obsession.
The RV’s air conditioner hummed softly, regulating this world isolated from the outside.
Watching the sleeping Mu Xi on the sofa, a sense of leisure quietly grew in this sanctuary deep within The Desert.
She walked to the wardrobe and casually pulled open a drawer, her fingertips drifting among various garments.
Days in The Desert were long and monotonous, as if even time were buried by the yellow sands.
Ye Lan’s fingers suddenly stopped on a bunch of snow-white fabric.
It was a pair of exquisite white silk stockings, the material soft and skin-friendly, with a delicate lace pattern around the top.
In this desolate land, they appeared particularly striking and beautiful.
Ye Lan took out the stockings, her thumb grazing the silky texture as memories of Mu Xi’s slender leg lines surfaced in her mind.
‘Little Xi should like these,’ Ye Lan whispered to herself, a tender curve lifting the corners of her mouth.
She glanced toward the sofa, where Mu Xi remained peacefully asleep.
Her naked body was covered only by a thin blanket, and her long silver hair was spread across the pillow like a stream of moonlight.