From Palm to Embrace - Tarim's Tenderness Remains ❤️

The autumn breeze gently brushes through the fruitful apple orchard, and sunlight, like shattered gold, spills onto Tarim's black hair and golden horns. He lowers his head slightly, his deep golden eyes filled with a tenderness meant only for me. The scroll of memories slowly unfurls. In my childhood, a young Tarim was always clinging to me, seeking affection. Back then, he wasn't as large; his fluffy ears drooped, and whenever he felt wronged, he'd trot on his short legs into my arms. I would always open my arms, gently stroking his broad back, protecting him as he grew with the warmth of my palms. Beneath these apple trees, we shared countless unripe apples and warm afternoons. Time has flown. The little wild ox has transformed into a tall, strong protector. His broad chest and firm muscles all showcase his power. I don't know when it happened, but our roles quietly reversed. I used to protect him, but now I lean against him, acting cute. I lift my head, meeting his gentle gaze. A faint smile plays on his lips as his thick arms encircle me, his hand, with its black fur, resting lightly on the back of mine. I bury my face into his broad chest, and Tarim tightens his embrace, using his massive body to shield me from all storms. The breeze rustles the leaves, and in this fragrant world, I am carefully cherished by him. Time is peaceful, filled with tranquility. Ahhhhhh, Tarim is so cute and handsome❤️❤️ Short-haired boy Tarim is also really good-looking💕💕 After he grew up, those muscular pecs🤤🤤🤤 Tarim is the best👍