Once Wang Xue Rui's emotions had stabilized, Chu Feng softly coaxed her for a long time before he finally made her smile through her tears.
After experiencing the fear of separation, the barrier between the two seemed to silently thin quite a bit.
Wang Xue Rui no longer felt shy about being intimate with Chu Feng in public; she ignored the strange looks from everyone around and clung to Chu Feng, unwilling to leave his embrace.
A pair of snowy white hands tightly clutched Chu Feng's clothes, and her eyes, shimmering like water, fixed intently on him, making the onlookers' teeth ache with envy.
Ge Yunsong and several other elders smiled and shook their heads before turning to leave the area.
Meanwhile, Wang Erbao's face had turned as black as a pot on the stove, itching to grind his teeth on his "good brother" and suck his blood.
