"Thank you, Madam." Jun Shiling lowered his head and kissed Xia Wanyuan's hair. "How many more surprises are you going to give me?"
Xia Wanyuan was a little amused. "What surprise? Don't you know my identity in my previous life? It's normal to go to war."
"Kiss me." Jun Shiling could not hear what Xia Wanyuan had said at all. He only felt that the person in his arms was glowing. Before Xia Wanyuan could answer, he lowered his head.
After a while, Jun Shiling finally let go of the breathless Xia Wanyuan. Looking at the limp Xia Wanyuan in his arms, Jun Shiling's heart was surging.
Thinking of Xia Wanyuan, who had once controlled the three armies and accepted the worship of the people, now leaning softly in his arms, even someone as rational as Jun Shiling could not resist the temptation of conquest.
"I love you so much." Jun Shiling's eyes were filled with passion.
"I love you very much too," Xia Wanyuan panted softly.
