If he didn't keep her by his side, he always had an uneasy feeling that she would leave him.
Nanfei pursed her lips, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes, and gently pressed a kiss to his heart area.
Huo Beijiang stiffened abruptly, despite the military uniform separating her lips from his skin, he could feel her kiss vividly. It felt as if his heart had been scorched - warm, tingling, out of control, beating rapidly.
"Wife!" His voice was hoarse, his gaze heavy on Nanfei, as if he wanted to devour her.
Nanfei looked up, smiling at him, "Do I look upset to you?"
Huo Beijiang shook his head.
"I'm angry, I feel sorry for Jiang Yang, I want to get revenge, to seek justice for him and I. But I'm not directing my anger at Tang Qian. She is a stranger to me, or even an enemy. I won't let a person like that upset me."