Xue Qingyi's arms roughly encircled Lin Feng's neck, her lips awkwardly pressing against his. Her actions were clumsy, yet stubborn; she refused to loosen her grip. She seemed to fear that if she let go, Lin Feng would heartlessly abandon her.
Xue Qingyi had waited many years. This time, she wouldn't let go. She didn't want to lose Lin Feng again, whether to separation in life or by death. She wanted to bind Lin Feng tightly to her...
"Qingyi, don't. Don't do this. I'm afraid I can't control myself…" Lin Feng said, his voice hoarse as he fought to remain clear-headed.
"I don't want you to hold back. You've held back for so many years…" Xue Qingyi said, looking at Lin Feng with a resolute expression.
Seeing Xue Qingyi's stubborn gaze, Lin Feng was momentarily stunned.
