Chen Mo blinked, "Is Her Majesty the Empress concerned about me?"
Yu Youhan looked away coldly, "Don't flatter yourself, I just happened to be passing by. Seeing you in good spirits indulging in whims, there's no need for me to feel out of sorts. I'll be leaving soon... um..."
Before the words were finished, a pair of large hands cupped her delicate cheeks, and the cherry lips were sealed.
A blush crept from her cheeks to her ears, sapping her strength bit by bit. All the dissatisfaction accumulated over recent days was forgotten, as she placed her hands on his shoulders, craned her slender neck, allowing him to take whatever he wished.
Who knows how long it lasted before Chen Mo released her.
Yu Youhan's eyes were veiled with mist, her chest heaving, weakly leaning against his embrace.
"Can you stay?" Chen Mo asked earnestly.
"I can't." Yu Youhan shook her head, "I still have to go."
