The Honey-Mouthed Xue Lin

"Don't worry, honey." Qingfeng Li saw through Xue Lin's anxiousness, and comforted her with a smile.

He didn't want Xue Lin to be worried even though his instincts were telling him of danger. The danger was meant for him so he definitely needed to protect Xue Lin from it.

Xue Lin's beautiful face was covered with affection as she laid in Qingfeng Li's arms, which was very rare for her. She used to always wear a cold face, to the point where the word affectionate had nothing to do with her.

"You are so beautiful, honey."

"Do not wander around with your hand."

"It's alright, wandering around is healthier for one's body." Qingfeng Li smirked and landed his hand directly onto Xue Lin's chest. He even squeezed it a few times, remarking to himself how wonderful it was.

 Qingfeng Li couldn't hold back seeing Xue Lin's red charming lips so he kissed her.

"Wuuu, we are on an airplane." Xue Lin protested.