As she grew closer to Yeh Cangqiong, the relationship between them progressed by leaps and bounds...
Her understanding of him deepened as well.
She found that despite his cold exterior, he had a passionate heart.
He was responsible towards his country and cared even more for his family, especially the tender love for the two little buns all proved he was truly a good man.
A man worthy of respect and affection.
He quirked his lips slightly, "So, has the person you've turned into become someone you like?"
"I don't know, I'm not sure..." Her heart was in turmoil, and she spoke haphazardly.
He chuckled lightly, then bent down and captured her lips with his.
It was a long, wet French kiss.
A fiery tangle swept over her lips, tormenting her breath bit by bit... Just as she was flustered and disoriented, he suddenly stopped.
Doing nothing, he just wickedly watched her with a smirk.
It was then that Chi Xiaoyu realized she had been carried to bed by him.
