Leng Youchen looked at her pouting lips, which could hang an oil bottle, his eyes darkened, and without caring that they were at the bustling entrance of the hospital, he directly held her face and kissed her.
Her breath was taken away, and Wei Anning suddenly widened her eyes. No matter how many times they had been intimate, each kiss from him made her heart beat as if it was their first kiss. She slowly closed her eyes and was about to respond when he let go of her, breathing slightly heavily.
Her mind went blank as she opened her eyes and looked at him in astonishment.
Leng Youchen looked into her eyes, shimmering like a pool of spring water, which stirred his heart and soul. He caressed her flushed lips with his fingertips and whispered, "Wife, the person I've always liked is you, no one else."
Wei Anning's ears buzzed, and she looked at Leng Youchen in disbelief. What did she just hear?
