Tang Qiu had her doubts, but she lifted her head and kissed him. Satisfied, Jiang Shaocheng bolstered himself up with his arms and shifted away. He relaxed, but didn't entirely relinquish his hold on her. He had been single for so long, he was bound to be a little clingy now that he had someone to love.
"Dear…" Tang Qiu's voice trailed into a plea. He was truly heavy.
Reluctantly, Jiang Shaocheng released her and settled for pulling her into his embrace instead. "Qiu…" he sighed. "When will you be mine… in all ways?"
Tang Qiu's pulse fluttered rapidly. What he was referring to simply wasn't possible now. "As long as you comply with the treatment, you'll be back to normal one day," she assured him.
"And then? Will you be willing to give yourself over to me?"
"… As long as you recover first," she replied, hoping it could encourage him.
