That night, the two were completely entwined.
In Li Yiren's repeated cries of "husband," along with soul-melting screams, Li Chen gave his all.
The next day was Saturday, and when they woke, the sky was already bright. They were still reluctant to part, and had another intense, thrilling 'battle' before finally getting out of bed.
At the train station, seeing that beautiful face still flushed with a rosy glow, Li Chen was still mesmerized.
Outside the station, they embraced for a long time.
"Xiao Chen, thank you!"
"These past few days, I've been so happy. It was like a dream. I've never been this happy before."
"Now, the dream must end, and I must go. We have to keep this secret, don't tell anyone. Even though we can't be together, you've left me with something to remember. This is our child."
Li Yiren touched her belly.
Raising her head again, her eyes brimming with emotion, she tiptoed and gave him a kiss.
After splitting up, she waved her hand and turned to walk inside.
