"Sister Ningning," Wang Xiaoshuai chuckled, "it looks like I didn't toast you in vain; you even remember my voice."
Wang Xiaoshuai said as he kissed her again.
Xie An'ning asked with a puzzled expression, "But... but how come you are here?"
"Could I be dreaming right now?"
"Yet, I feel like this isn't a dream?"
Wang Xiaoshuai grinned wickedly, "This definitely isn't a dream. Otherwise, wouldn't my efforts be wasted? So rest assured, this is reality. If you don't believe me, I'll turn on the light so you can see for yourself."
"Okay, then hurry up and turn on the light, let me see if it's really you, Wang Xiaoshuai," Xie An'ning said earnestly.
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoshuai casually flipped on the bedside lamp switch.
Instantly, the glaring light made Xie An'ning squint her eyes. After adjusting for a moment, she realized it was indeed Wang Xiaoshuai, especially those muscles, block by block, particularly attracting her gaze.
