When he heard the woman's thanks, Lu Zhao felt that everything he had done was worth it.
Lu Zhao reached out and ruffled Luo Ying's hair. He buried his face in Luo Ying's hair and embraced her from behind.
"I love you so much," Lu Zhao said softly.
Although this sentence was said softly, Luo Ying could feel Lu Zhao's heartful of love.
Luo Ying turned around, put her arms around Lu Zhao's neck, and tiptoed to plant a kiss on Lu Zhao's lips.
Lu Zhao responded to the kiss lightly, softly and without any desire, as if it was the most precious thing in the world.
After the kiss, Lu Zhao rubbed Luo Ying's cheek.
I actually love you very much, " Luo Ying said softly. "Maybe I haven't done enough yet, but..."
Before she could finish speaking, Lu Zhao pulled Luo Ying into his arms, his arms tightening around her.
