Bo Qing kissed the woman's red lips.
Bo Huan's sobs were intense... Bo Qing's kiss was extremely gentle, compared to Bo Huan's urgency, like a spring breeze softly brushing past.
After a long time, Bo Huan's emotions finally calmed down, and she said hoarsely: "I..."
I'm scared.
Really scared that Bo Qing would leave me.
Only then did I realize... his departure is a weight I cannot bear.
Deep in Bo Huan's heart, sadness had already surged like a river...
But now... Bo Huan still forced herself to hold back the moisture in her eyes and trembled as she said: "I... want you..."
"Alright."
Bo Qing's gaze fell on Bo Huan, seeing the little girl forced to bear her heartache, he leaned down and kissed her deeply again.
Slowly kissing... tenderly kissing.
Bo Qing's pace was very slow...
Under the man's slow pace, Bo Huan gradually stabilized her breathing, sniffed, and went along with the man's tenderness.
Just wanting to express their intertwining in the most intimate way.
