Wei Anning was constantly battered by the waves, floating up and down on the sea, unable to reach the shore. Finally, exhausted, as if fireworks were blossoming before his eyes, he stopped.
The man, breathless, leaned close to her ear, his voice hoarse with joy, "Honey, I love you."
Instinctively, Wei Anning held him tighter. The two embraced, drenched in sweat, but rather than feeling uncomfortable, they felt uniquely satisfied by being so close to one another.
The two quietly embraced for a while, and only then did Wei Anning come back to her senses from the passion. The body pressed against hers was hot with body heat. She looked up at him, "Why don't you ask why I left in the morning but came back?"
Leng Youchen indeed had some doubts, "What happened?"
