Sending Off

As soon as Ye Qingqiu finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Sunlight filtered in through the curtains, and fine dust floated in the air.

After some time, Li Tingshen suddenly chuckled.

Ye Qingqiu frowned immediately.

Li Tingshen sat up straight and wrapped his arms around her waist. He looked at her with his dark eyes. There was a smile on his face as his fingers caressed her face gently. His voice was extremely gentle.

"You said that you still love me."

Ye Qingqiu pursed her red lips and remained silent.

Li Tingshen's lips twitched and his slender fingers lifted her chin. Her beautiful face and scarlet lips gave off an irresistible temptation to kiss.

He really didn't hold back and kissed her.

Ye Qingqiu lowered her gaze, her eyelashes fluttering uncontrollably.

"You're right. There are lives between us and we can't be together with a clear conscience. But I want to be with you."