Xiao Chifeng pulled her back into his arms, holding her tightly close to his chest, and whispered to her softly, "Everything you need is at home, there's no need for you to prepare anything for me. Just sit with me for a while..."
"Okay!"
Shen Qingcong did not dispute his wishes, obediently sitting with him on the couch. After all, she could leave the task of delivering things to him to others. However, their precious moments together were diminishing as the date of his return to Kyoto fast approached.
Xiao Chifeng lifted her into his arms once again, letting her straddle his thighs. He enveloped her entirely within his embrace, cradling her head as he showered her with ceaseless kisses.
The multitude of delicate kisses felt like a woven silken net, entangling her heart and soaking it till it transformed into a puddle of warm, tender feelings. Those feelings welled up and overflowed, filling her with unspeakable emotions and deep affection.
