Gradually, his eyes began to reveal a sense of discomfort.
She had no idea how much her words weighed on him, but out of selfishness, he didn't want to tell her about his illness. He harbored a silent hope that he could silently cure his ailment. The heavy pain he felt was enough for him to bear alone, he didn't want to put her through the torture with him.
He abruptly lowered his head, covering the lips that promised to share life and death with him.
Entwining with great tenacity.
Chenxing struggled a bit: "People are watching, can't you wait until we get back to the room?"
"I want to kiss you. If you don't like it, bite me back," Gu Shaocheng pressed his lips heavily against hers, his strides getting larger, swiftly walking toward the private chamber along the red carpet.
Once they reached the private chamber, there were flowers blooming everywhere, and it was entirely pink.
Chenxing blinked her eyes, and suddenly startled with an awe.
