He gently moved his fingertips to her thick and curly eyelashes, nose, and then mouth. Her mouth was neither too big nor too small, and it looked sexy and sultry. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to kiss her again. He didn't want to steal a kiss anymore.
When she fell in love with him again, he was going to kiss her hard. A thousand times. He had to bear with it for now. Although she had lost her memory, it was still very possible for her to fall in love with him again.
In her sleep, Fu Xin felt as if something was interfering with her. "Mosquito, damn mosquito."
Damn mosquito? He really looked like a damn mosquito now. Her description was quite correct.
Jiang Yi was afraid of waking her up, so he quickly retracted his hand. When she fell asleep again, he held her hand again. Her fingers were long, like thin white onions, and very soft. Jiang Yi could not help but kiss them.