Ning Li's cheeks were flushed red, and her peach blossom eyes were sparkling and alluring.
She looked so obediently acquiescent.
Lu Huaiyu suddenly felt that the long wait had been worth it.
He could not help but move closer and kiss her lips gently and carefully.
"Then, I'll give everything to you, okay?"
He laughed softly and lazily, enunciating each word.
"In the future, whatever you want from me, I'll give it to you."
Ning Li did not say anything, but there seemed to be a glimmer in her eyes.
In the next moment, her hand gently rested on his shoulder, then wrapped around his neck. She raised her head slightly and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
After a long while, she softly said, "Okay, Brother."
...
Lu Huaiyu took a deep breath and looked at her red and swollen lips. The corners of his eyes were moist and red, and he finally regained his senses.
