"Yingluo, you're still the father of my children. Whether or not I have the memories of us being in love, I've never thought of leaving Yingluo. The current me is indeed not the complete me, Yingluo, I know Yingluo."
"Yingluo, so no matter what, I'm sorry, Yingluo. Don't be sad, okay? I'm not going anywhere, I also believe that I'll get better as soon as possible Yingluo, I'm not going anywhere, I'll only be with you, only with you Yingluo, Yingluo-!"
Before sang Xia could finish her sentence, her lips and tongue were suddenly seized.
He lowered his head and kissed her deeply. He kissed her crazily like a storm.
Sang Xia accepted his kiss.
He had to say,
She thought that she would not be able to get used to it, but this body did not seem to belong to her anymore. When she touched him, her entire body was soft. When they kissed, she subconsciously responded. All of this, all of this was so familiar, as if they had done it countless times.
