An Ziqi struggled for a while, but Xiao Moli held her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free.
This was Xiao Moli, the person she loved most, her husband.
Even though it was the younger version, the name Xiao Moli itself had a huge magic over her.
Having been here for so long, she missed him deeply.
Under Xiao Moli's relentless siege, she quickly gave up the struggle.
The tears in her eyes finally had no chance to fall further.
Realizing An Ziqi was no longer resisting, Xiao Moli finally let her go, raised his hand, and gently wiped away the teardrops at the corner of her eyes with his fingertip.
He never knew he could feel such intense emotions for any woman.
Although reason told him there were many suspicious things about An Ziqi, and it was very likely related to him, he shouldn't have too much contact with her until he figured everything out.
Yet, he simply couldn't control himself.
