She reached out and brushed the water from her face, leaning toward him.
Xu Mohan embraced her waist underwater, a slender hold, soft and smooth.
He couldn't help but feel his palm heat up, his entire being a little lost.
His gaze at her became even more profound.
Jun Xiangyi's arms wrapped around his neck, "With you like this, I never dared to imagine before. Do you remember when my aunt woke up, we were in the Heavenly World, with father, and you wanted a divorce, but I disagreed?"
"How could I forget? It wasn't that long ago."
