Yu Chiyin's profound eyes shimmered slightly as he looked into her clear orbs, solemnly pledging his life to come.
"Alright."
I will live to a ripe old age, but love you as much as I did in the beginning.
Lu Fengxuan smiled with curved lips, and, standing on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around him and whispered, "I have a gift for you, but it's back at Tan Garden."
"Mhm." Yu Chiyin looked down at her, "What is it?"
He drew her in gently, his hands on either side of her slender waist, lending even more emphasis to her willowy midsection that one could scarcely grasp.
Unconsciously, his mind replayed the last time she was maneuvered into a kneeling position, and he wrapped one hand around her waist from behind.
That sensation was all-consuming and bone-chilling.
His soul felt a tremor...
"It's a surprise I prepared stealthily, of course I won't tell you now, you'll naturally find out when we go back."
