"Qingge, I missed you!" A familiar voice, a familiar scent appeared beside Mu Qingge's ear and nose.
She suddenly widened her eyes, unable to believe that everything in front of her was real!
However, before she could react, the man's breath came rushing in, capturing her slightly parted rosy lips due to shock.
Her mouth was sealed, and Mu Qingge felt the man's frantic demand. Her eyes widened even more as the faint exotic fragrance swirled around her, confirming that this was not a dream.
In her clear eyes, a hint of fierceness flashed. Her hands suddenly grabbed the man's collar, and with a forceful shove, she pushed him down, flipping over and sat astride his firm waist.
This action interrupted the man's frantic demands.
He lay in the carriage, his deep amber eyes, like stars, looked at Mu Qingge, who was riding on him, with a touch of surprise.
