"Even if you put a knife on my neck, I won't let you go. How can I push you away?" Li Nanheng said.
Feng Ling remembered that the man said he took the initiative and remembered that he had been on the road today and had been busy outside, but still had such amazing stamina. She was really impressed.
Even though her entire body was numb and sore, and she did not want to move, she still turned over by the man's side. Her eyes were blurred by the tears.
Li Nanheng turned to look at her. He hadn't had enough and planned to continue after resting for a few minutes. However, when he saw the little woman in his arms and her flushed face, he didn't even want to rest for a few minutes. He smiled and kissed her cheek. "You make me feel like a gangster who bullies the weak."
