The warmth between the two of them would not last long. Ye Jian was worried about his injured waist. When she heard that his breathing was chaotic, she hurriedly ended the deep kiss and covered his thin lips with her hand.
His lips, which were pressed against her palm, were burning hot.
Looking up at him, Ye Jian's black eyes were bright. They were like the stars in the night sky that had fallen into the mortal world. Xia Jinyuan couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her eyes.
His kiss made Ye Jian close her eyes and feel the affection in his kiss.
"Go in and accompany the old man. I'll leave first." Xia Jinyuan kissed her eyes before saying in a low and hoarse voice. There was only her in his deep and cold eyes. "I'll come over tomorrow to send you to the airport."
His little fox had to leave tomorrow. It was time for them to part again.
