"Is it really true? But…" Ning Qing was troubled and in a daze.
"But what?" Lu Shaoming 's eyes shimmered like obsidian. His gentle tone was comforting. "Ning Qing, there is nothing that we cannot overcome in this world. There is only love that we passed up. Does your heart not hurt at the thought of leaving me?"
Ning Qing breathed carefully and shook her head many times. "No, Shaoming, I am in such great pain. I was not willing to leave you. Once I thought of losing you, I felt like my heart had been emptied out completely. I don't want any other woman to have you. It was you who made the first move, and you can only belong to me…Ugh."
Lu Shaoming kissed her on the lips.
Ning Qing placed her hands on his neck. Her petite figure leaning on his chest, she hugged him tightly, passionately responding to him.
