[Warning: Apologies. These two just can't stop expressing emotions with their... bodies. Please keep your tissues ready.]
She rolled her eyes. "Smooth talker!" she accused.
He chuckled. "I don't know if it was true love or anything back then, but I knew that I lost something. Thinking back to it now, I am sure that I felt the loss of my destiny and my soulmate."
She pretended to vomit and he smirked.
"You're the one who asked the question. You unleased the romantic fool in me. So, you need to deal with it, Mrs. Mo," he said. He nuzzled into her.
And then she kissed him.
Qian Meng was woken sometime in the early morning as the darkness of the night just began to lighten. She was awoken by Mo Qingchen pushing his length into her from behind. She was still hugging her pillow, partially on her side and partially on her stomach with one leg straight and the other bent in front of her.
She moaned on realizing that she was not dreaming.
