"I will annul the engagement as soon as I get home!" Huo Beijiang said, and as if he'd thought of something, he tried to cuddle Nan Fei. She rejected him a few times, but he refused to let go. In the end, Nan Fei had no choice but to let him have his way.
Huo Beijiang, feeling satisfied, held Nan Fei in his arms, letting her sit on his lap. "Shall we get married tomorrow?" he asked.
Nan Fei thought for a moment, and finally nodded shyly.
"Darling, I love you." After clarifying everything, his sweetheart was still willing to marry him. This elated him more than anything else in the world.
Huo Beijiang passionately kissed Nan Fei's lips, his skillful lips prying open her pearly whites to greedily suckle the sweet scent from her mouth. As their tongues tangled, Nan Fei felt as if her tongue was becoming numb from his kisses.
Her lips must be swollen now too.
His kiss was fervent and passionate, his agile tongue dominated her mouth as if a sovereign surveying his territory.