Zhao Anan got totally taken aback by Mu Qing's kiss.
She still was not being able to tell if it was real or a dream!
She had been living in that house up until a moment ago, imprisoned by an indifferent kidnapper and unable to run away from there. But she woke up and found what she had been praying for every day. The man she loved above all was lying next to her and staring at her with an adoring look.
What was it if not a dream?
Was it because she missed Mu Qing way too much that she had finally gone crazy?
The physical reaction of her body told her that she was longing for Mu Qing, desperately.
Subconsciously, she slipped her hands around Mu Qing's waist and kissed him back.
The tongues duelled with each other as if they would never be apart again.
Zhao Anan wanted to cry experiencing such a familiar action.
