Si Yuting was brought back to his own room by Qu Tong, who pushed him down onto the bed and leaned in for a kiss.
Si Yuting was stunned for a moment, his eyes showing a doting affection as he cooperated with his little wife's initiative.
Soft lips brushed across skin, unbuttoning his shirt one by one, occasionally grazing his skin and raising a wave of heat.
The belt was also pulled away…
"Your Highness, I suddenly feel that the endless sea of flowers on Luyi Star isn't as beautiful as the worry in your eyes that day~"
The whispered sweet nothings entered his ears with the tide of passion, the deliberately elongated tone both sweet and crisp.
Si Yuting suddenly understood why Ali was particularly passionate tonight.
He had thought it was because he was happy about having resolved a major worry.
It turned out to be such a minor reason.
His Ali, really...heart-stirringly endearing.
"Ali."
"Hmm~" Her eyes barely opened, she hummed lightly.
"I'm here."
