It was said that reunions were the sweetest among newlyweds but they had already been married for three years.
For them, two mature adults who had once been intimate, a mere look, a simple touch alone made their hearts flutter, reminding them of happier and sweeter times.
But Tang Mo'er suddenly thought back to this morning on the plane when he had said that he didn't want to marry her again.
She twisted away. "What are you doing?"
It was fine before she tried to twist away but grinding on him just made him go even crazier. Gu Mohan pressed harder against her and buried his face in her hair. "You're asking me what I'm doing?"
He wrapped his arms around her delicate waist and pulled her strongly into his embrace.
Tang Mo'er's legs went weak.
Behind her, Gu Mohan was about to explode. He blinked a few times and his eyes turned bloodshot.
He hadn't touched her in such a long time.
He couldn't take it anymore.
