Listening to such intimate whispers, Su Muyao felt her defenses faltering, completely overwhelmed.
Moreover, the emotions inside her were also stirred up.
Yet, how was she supposed to respond to such words?
At this moment, Yun Qinglan paused and held her, restraining himself as he gazed at her.
Su Muyao's voice was broken, lightly tugging at his clothes, saying: "Yun..."
Her eyes were flushed with redness, shimmering with a bewildering hue.
She relied on him and trusted him so much.
Yun Qinglan's eyes grew deeper in shade, his breath became heavier, yet he still restrained himself, gently kissing her.
"Yaoyao, do you want me?"
Su Muyao leaned against him, nodded, "Mm, I want to be with Yun forever."
Upon hearing this affirmative answer, Yun Qinglan felt a deep sense of joy, his heart softening beyond measure.
He wished he could give her everything.
