Chapter Five Hundred Twenty-Five
Long Xiaoshan felt both moved and sorry as he tightly embraced Song Yi, saying, "Sister Yi, I would never let you go off to a foreign country to live alone, no one said you'd get old after another twenty years. Even if it were thirty years, forty years, fifty years from now, I'll make sure you stay gorgeous."
Song Yi laughed and said, "Then I'd become an old witch."
She didn't believe Long Xiaoshan was serious, taking his words as nothing more than sweet nothings to comfort her.
Nevertheless, it was pleasing to hear, which woman wouldn't enjoy being pampered by the man she loves?
Let alone the fact that she wasn't even forty this year; even if she were eighty, a woman is still a woman.
"Sister Yi, it doesn't matter if you don't believe me now, sooner or later I will make you believe," Long Xiaoshan said.
Long Xiaoshan wasn't just talking the talk.
He didn't believe his medical skills couldn't keep Song Yi looking young and beautiful.
