Song Xiaodong wanted to say something more, but Song Xiaoru had already pulled him up by the ear and said, "Get out, go out now."
"Sister, what I said is true. Since the day you jumped off the building and told me that only I can touch you, I made up my mind. In this lifetime, I'm your man."
"I thought I was going to die, that's why I said that. Now I'm alive and well, I wouldn't be that foolish. Get lost, go be with your women."
Suddenly, Song Xiaodong reached out, took Song Xiaoru into his arms, and then, lowering his head, kissed her lips.
"Mmm..." Song Xiaoru's eyes widened with a hint of panic as she looked at Song Xiaodong.
But Song Xiaodong didn't care at all, holding Song Xiaoru tightly, kissing her with force.
Song Xiaoru struggled a bit, but she couldn't break free. The hand that was pinching Song Xiaodong's ear slowly let go and landed on his shoulder, and then she wrapped her arms around Song Xiaodong's neck.
