Depriving a woman of the right to be a mother is one of the cruelest things in the world.
He knew that what Zhao Mengmeng truly cared about in her heart was still the child who had been personally strangled by her elder brother.
"In the future, I will have many more opportunities to see you," Pei Chenyang said with a light laugh.
He dared not turn on too bright a light, but seeing Zhao Mengmeng like this was fine, too.
He had not expected that he would ever have the chance to see her sleeping face.
Without the ferocity of the daytime, her pointed little face was heart-wrenchingly adorable.
With courage and audacity from who knows where, Pei Chenyang's fingers gently caressed her lips, and finally, he lowered his head and captured Zhao Mengmeng's lips with his own.
He had wanted to do this long before.
But he could never find the opportunity.
When four lips met, his mind exploded with a blossoming flower at the thunderous touch.
