"Hubby, I love you. I'll love you for the rest of my life…"
Lu Yi felt his heart burning. He reached out to embrace the person most important to him, the miracle of his life.
"I love you too…" he said in a gruff voice. He never thought he would be saying these words, but he did. Sometimes, love is not only expressed through actions, but also words. He managed to do both for her.
In the morning, Yan Huan opened her eyes. She ran her finger gently across her man's cheeks. This was her husband, the husband that would love and cherish her for the rest of her life. She pecked him on the cheeks. Just as she was about to do more, his eyes snapped open, a fiery passion burning within.
She had gone too far.
Yan Huan's breathing paused. After their intimate physical contact in the past two days, her initial restraint had forsaken her. In the dim-lit room, she could feel her heart racing and her face reddening.
