Her fingers were gentle as they grazed her cheek, such tenderness was wondrously beautiful.
He suddenly wanted to hug her so much!
"Don't move!" Noticing the grains of sand at the corner of his eye, Luo Xiaoqian leaned in, puckered her lips, and carefully blew to make sure all the grains were gone before she sighed in relief, "All clear, you can move now."
No sooner had her voice faded than she was wrapped in his embrace, pressed against his body.
Luo Xiaoqian looked up in surprise, meeting his gaze.
In his eyes was an ardent emotion, different from the possessive desire he had shown before, it was like a flame eager to kindle her heart as well.
She felt her chest growing tight all of a sudden, her heartbeat sped up several folds, her breathing seemed to grow hurried as well.
Raising his hand to her chin, Leng Zimo slowly leaned in closer.
Their lips were about to meet.
Bang!
