"Baby, all set!" Yifan replied.
"Hmph! Turn around!" An Qi ordered.
Luckily, it was Yifan who could be persuaded, otherwise, she might have been in danger.
Yet even Yifan, who loved her, sometimes didn't take orders, especially at special times like this.
"No turning!" Yifan stared stubbornly at An Qi, not wanting to miss a second or overlook any detail; he wanted to commit An Qi to memory.
"Who's your woman? You're not marrying me, so I'm not your woman yet," An Qi retorted,
"That's just a formality. As long as your heart belongs to me, you are mine," Yifan responded.
"Is this how you treat your lover?" An Qi challenged.
"Not only do I want to treat my lover like this, but I also want to win my lover this way!" With that, Yifan went in for a kiss.
An Qi struggled fiercely, but it was no use. After squirming for a while, she gave up resisting and chose to accept it.
So close, just a bit more and he would have had her, an immense regret.
