Fu Xiyao suddenly felt her forehead soften, and ling limu kissed her without warning.
Fu Xiyao froze. She and Prince Rosen had been childhood sweethearts for all these years, and they had always followed the rules. Except for the day of her 18-year-old bar mitzvah, when Prince Rosen kissed her on the cheek.., she had never been kissed by another man in her entire life.
But now, Ling Limu had kissed her beautiful forehead.
Time seemed to have stopped. Fu Xiyao raised her beautiful eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
Now her hair was entangled in the buttons of his shirt, causing the two of them to be inseparable. Afraid of hurting her, he lowered his tall and handsome body and placed a large palm on the back of the sofa behind her, in this position, he had already wrapped the delicate and delicate her in his arms.
When she looked at him, ling limu lowered his eyes and looked at her as well.
When their eyes met, Fu Xiyao’s heart started to race.
