The man had already turned aside, and only when his arm was pulled did he lower his head to look at her, "What is it?"
Chi Huan sat up, pulling his arm, holding it tight, and staring at him unblinkingly, her voice stiff, "Are you going to find Liang Manyue?"
Mo Shiqian's gaze lowered to her, and he curled his lips into a faint smile, saying softly, "Yes."
"I won't let you go!"
The man's thin lips slowly uttered two words, "Reason?"
Chi Huan emerged from the blankets, clutching his arm while kneeling on the bed, and raised her head to kiss his lips.
Perhaps because of her obedience the night before and her repeated initiatives, or maybe because he had hugged her to a good night's sleep, his attitude toward her had significantly improved from the previous evening. When she initiated the kiss, he immediately wrapped his hand around her waist and kissed her back deeply without a second thought.
The kiss was deep and lingering, but it stopped at that.
