Yin Baishuang's body lightly rose, her soft figure clinging like a piece of paper, her lips whispering by his ear: "You promised to marry me."
Baili An paused, not yet reacting, before he heard her continue: "Back then in Beiliao Town, even though the wedding was simple and no one took it seriously, I consider it as you and me bowing to the heavens together. Yet under the pig demon's disturbance, our ceremony remains incomplete..."
This time, even if Baili An were foolish, he understood her meaning.
His back suddenly tensed, and the ear she softly breathed onto turned abruptly red.
He released the strands of hair from his fingers as if they were burning, instinctively straightening up, but she deftly reeled his waist back like catching a fish.
Yin Baishuang's almond eyes were bright like fire, dazzling and burning like fireworks, while her delicate lashes fluttered:
