During the trip, beneath the radiant sunshine on the slopes by the seaside in Atami, she encountered her beloved at a corner.
Xiaoquan Aonai wanted to sprint to Dubian Che, but she ended up approaching him with rapid steps.
Xiaoquan Aonai wanted to dive into Dubian Che's embrace, but she managed to restrain herself in the end.
"How did you come here?" her face wore an involuntary smile.
"I came to see you."
When their eyes met, Dubian Che naturally extended his hand, intending to pull her into his embrace.
"No," Xiaoquan Aonai whispered to stop him.
"Why not?"
At that moment, Xiaoquan Aonai needed not tenderness but an undeniable assertion—from what Dubian Che understood.
It had always been like this:
Whether facing Jiutiao Mei, Kiyono Lin, Mayi Asuka, or even the two ladies, he always knew what the women truly wanted him to do and how much to do to make them happy.
Was this presumption or just excellent intuition?
