As night fell,
Lin Fan and Ning Mengyao, hand in hand,
entered the Ning Mansion.
Though at the moment, both really wanted to sneak off to their own little world and let loose,
they had no choice since Grandpa was still waiting at home.
They had to temporarily restrain their passionate hearts,
and properly headed towards the dining room.
"Let me kiss you first."
As they passed through the garden, Lin Fan embraced Ning Mengyao.
He had been coveting those tender red lips for a long time.
"What's the rush, I'm not going to fly away. We can talk about it later," she protested,
Ning Mengyao said, her voice light,
but she still tilted her head up.
Her heated heart made her shyly close her eyes.
"I'm just afraid you'll fly back to the heavenly palace," Lin Fan teased,
as he captured Ning Mengyao's tender lips.
That cool softness was truly memorable.
