A bout of passion, a deep affection.
The two of them, who had not seen each other for several months, had already planted the roots of longing for each other deep in their hearts.
Although Bai Jingjing sometimes said one thing and meant another, the seeds of her affection for Liu Zixuan had long since sprouted. Gradually, she no longer resisted and completely melded with him.
Afterward, like a cat recently reunited with its owner, she curled up in Liu Zixuan's arms, savoring that unique masculine scent.
Liu Zixuan gently stroked Bai Jingjing's fragrant shoulder with his fingertips and laughed, "Do you now know just how manly I am?"
"Rough!" Bai Jingjing gave Liu Zixuan a resentful look. "I was already tired, and you made it even more exhausting."
"Then sleep for a while," Liu Zixuan chuckled.
"By the way, there's something I need to tell you."
