Shu Pan paused, her hand caressing his handsome face, from his eyebrows, nose, to mouth, the movements very slow, she looked at each feature attentively, her gaze burning with desire to etch his image deep into her heart.
This man was her husband, although sometimes he was too busy to take care of her thoroughly, she knew he loved her, he was just more reserved, not so adept at expressing himself.
She didn't know whether her illness was serious, she just wanted to seize the present, to spend a few good days with them, to make up for past regrets.
Shu Pan didn't realize that her actions appeared seductive in Gu Shaoting's eyes.
Gu Shaoting watched Shu Pan, always feeling that she was somewhat unusual.
In the past, she would never make such a move, being so bold. Typically, just holding her hand would make her incredibly nervous.
Shu Pan was still lost in her own little world.
