The simple two words, 'simple' and 'easy,' naturally pleased Shu Yimo's ears.
Shu Yimo stretched out his hand to gently clasp Long Chengyu's fingers, leaned into his embrace, patted his back, and chuckled—
"Then I didn't hear you express over the phone that you missed me, did I?"
At these words, Long Chengyu paused for a moment before replying, "I generally prefer to prove it with actions. Want to give it a try?"
As he spoke, he didn't wait for Shu Yimo to react before his large hand slipped through the sash of her clothing.
"Stop... I was wrong, but can we order something to eat first? After several hours on a flight and booking a last-minute ticket, I nearly missed it..."
She really was starving; she had hardly had a drop to drink all day and was now feeling faint with hunger.
"You seem quite proud of yourself. Why didn't you get something at the airport?"
