A strong masculine scent enveloped her, and Leng Muling screamed in fright.
As soon as she heard Mo Qi's voice, she calmed down again.
He said, "Ling'er, I'm sorry."
Leng Muling's heart was struck, "What... why are you sorry."
When you rejected her just now, weren't you so confident and self-righteous!
Something about considering her family reputation as a young lady, not being able to marry her openly and honorably, never to defile her!
Mo Qi's deep voice carried a tone of apology, "It's my fault, I was only feeling sorry for myself, and I neglected your love for me. You are so brave and wonderful, how could I let you down?"
"You've changed your mind?"
Leng Muling nestled in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, thump thump, beating very fast.
"As long as... you don't blame me."
Mo Qi's voice was husky, his amber eyes reflecting her face, flushed bright red.
Leng Muling's hand was held by him and placed on his chest, where life and passion were pulsating.
