But when she looked into Su Yu's eyes, slightly filled with disappointment, Han Jing completely forgot why she was angry with him. Thinking about how they've come such a long way together over the years, finally having the chance to be together yet still facing an uncertain future, how could she waste time being angry with him?
With this thought, Han Jing's heart softened immediately. She withdrew her hand, which was prepared to scratch him, from Su Yu's grip and silently wrapped it around his waist, whispering, "I, I don't mean I don't want to, it's just..."
Just too tired, honestly! Heaven knows how he's always so full of energy; she almost felt like a fragile little flower.
Practically ravished, she could barely stand seeing him without feeling weak in the knees!
Su Yu bowed his head and leaned close to Han Jing, his warm breath on her nose, softly brushing his lips across hers in a gentle caress, asking tenderly, "Just…what?"
