Shen Hanyu's gaze fell on Sang Qianqian. He was in a daze, as if he was hallucinating.
The images that flashed through his mind just now were all images that he had seen before. Sang Qianqian's long hair was loose, and her purple dress had been taken off, half covering her body.
The girl in front of him was also wearing a light purple off-shoulder dress. She was gentle and had a fairy-like aura. Her skin was as white as snow, and her features were like a painting.
He looked at Sang Qianqian, his eyes fixed on her.
Water dripped down Shen Hanyu's forehead. His dark eyes seemed to be burning with dark flames, filled with deep love.
Sang Qianqian was shocked. "Shen Hanyu, you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she was pulled into Shen Hanyu's arms. The back of her head was held by a big hand, and Shen Hanyu lowered his head and kissed her.
