"I…"
He reached out his right hand to clasp her soft waist and pulled her directly into his arms. The man bent down, looked into her eyes, and smiled. "I'll settle matters with our father slowly in the future; let me kiss my wife first!"
He directly covered her red lips with his own.
Leng Zhiyuan did not expect him to be so domineering and direct. Her red lips were captured by him. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was still wearing his camouflage uniform which seemed travel-worn. He was probably too busy and had not shaved for several days, but there was not much tiredness on his handsome, resolute face. He was still in glowing spirits. His eyes were closed as he kissed her passionately.
Her whole body went soft, and she slowly extended her small hand to hug his strong waist. His clothes were cold, making her palm cold upon touching them, but under the clothes was his body heat that was full of masculinity and warmth.
