Therefore, I cannot delay for a second, I must know your safety..."
Under the dim light, her face showed sadness that had not faded away, and in her watery eyes, there was a dazzling light spreading faintly.
Cheng Haochen gently touched her face, looked at her quietly, and spoke as softly as silk: "Fool, how can you think like this? You still have to live well without me... I'm in heaven.
Seeing you happy makes me happy too..."
Yu Keqing looked at him quietly, her expression unmistakable, like a faint smile on Sakura's pure lips, saying: "Actually, my love for you has reached a very dangerous level, so dangerous that I can no longer be alone.
Life.……"
Cheng Haochen's heart felt as if a warm wind was blowing through it, and the golden ripples slowly spread out, warming the entire chest.
In fact, like herself, she regards the other person as everything, and her love for the other person transcends everything.
It's just that there will be ups and downs along the way, and we are prepared to experience hardships.
But at this time, she seemed to be an orchid after the rain, baptized by wind and rain, and became even more tenacious and unyielding.
But it is still crystal clear and has a subtle fragrance...
He gently lifted her chin and approached her slowly...
His lips gently landed on her lips. There was a slight stiffness there, and he knew there was a wound there, which she had bitten today.
He gently kissed the hardened blood, feeling the pain he had spent to drive away fatigue.
"Will it still hurt?" He kissed her like a dragonfly, and his gentle words floated faintly from his lips.
"It doesn't hurt anymore..." Yu Keqing suddenly felt that this feeling had not happened for a long time, and she couldn't remember when he had kissed her so tenderly.
"Promise me you won't torture yourself like this in the future..." He gently pressed her lips against hers and murmured in a gentle tone, but a little reproachful.
"Well..." Yu Keqing responded softly, her voice as quiet as air, but mixed with endless tenderness.
It fell into Cheng Haochen's heart, but it was like a feather, making his heart rise and fall.
Perhaps it has been suppressed for too long. The deeply buried emotions are like seeds breaking through the ground, extending upward bit by bit and being slowly stirred up.
He still kissed her very softly, his lips touched her lips, touching them gently, but there was no deep kiss.