Don’t move, let me hug you

"A day apart feels like three years, I haven't seen you for a few days and it feels like I have not seen you for decades and it make me miss you like mad."

Di Mo Xuan placed his head onto Ye Qing Luo's shoulder.

He seemed to like this position.

His head slightly sided, his thin warm lips would rub against her skin from time to time.

That hot breathe cast onto her neck.

Ye Qing Luo unnaturally shifted her shoulders to try and avoid him.

"Don't move, let me hug you." his low masculine voice rang in her ear.

Ye Qing Luo peeked at him.

The direct front view of his face was magnificent and myriad charming.

But the side view showed the deep silhouette of his features added onto a calm gentle look.

It was much more unflustered and only attracted you even harder.

You would be drawn to it without reason.

The struggling body had softened subconsciously.