"I apologize for kicking you, but you were the one who instigated it. Anyway, I am truly sorry for doing that. Will you forgive me?" Mei Xing's voice trailed off, her words hanging in the air as she anxiously awaited a response from her second husband.
To her surprise, Yan Xun, in contrast to her expectations, did not exhibit any signs of arrogance. Instead, he gently brushed his fingers against her lips, teasingly remarking, "I forgive you, but for it to be truly forgotten..." Yan Xun paused, his hesitation casting a dim silence that neither of them had anticipated. His unwavering gaze remained fixed upon her, ensuring that she understood the gravity of his request.
She was willing to comply, but only if it was something sensible, not some foolish demand.
"Kiss me!" His words resonated like a thunderous storm, leaving her stunned and questioning why he became even more shameless than before.
