Xi Muchen's kiss fell with the boundless happiness in Xia Wanwan's heart, commanding and forceful as always, yet filled with profound affection and tenderness, his tongue intertwining with her small one.
Xia Wanwan also took the initiative for once, wrapping her arms around the man's neck to respond to his kiss.
In the dance studio dotted with starlight, the man and woman kissed deeply, the moonlight outside the window showering over them, making the scene look tranquil and beautiful. Xi Muchen kissed her passionately until Xia Wanwan felt like she couldn't breathe; only then did he let her go.
Xi Muchen was not as composed as he seemed; his sweat-soaked palms said it all.
"Wife," Xi Muchen called out softly as he held her.
"Mhm," Xia Wanwan replied in a soft voice, her face flushed as she buried it in his shoulder.