Long Hui coaxed Jiang Ying Yue to lift her head so that they were looking directly at each other's eyes. Then he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. She clutched onto him and surrendered herself to the kiss.
It was as if they never separated. The skin-to-skin contact instantly reignited the dormant fire of desire within them. Their bodies certainly remembered their hunger for each other.
"Mommi?" A child's voice interrupted them from their passionate haze.
As the mother, Jiang Ying Yue was very sensitive to her son's every sound and need. Even though it was difficult to do so, she pulled herself away from Long Hui and ended their kiss. Then she quickly went into mother mode.
"Hello, Little Jun. Sorry. Did we wake you up?" She walked over to him and carried the sleepy toddler.
Little Jun rubbed his eyes with his cute little fists. He squinted at Long Hui. "Dada?"
