Bai Zhi looked into his fiery eyes, and she couldn't say those words, so she just nodded.
She missed him too.
It's been four years, how could she not?
Receiving her consent, Duan Xingzhi was ecstatic and carried her directly into the bedroom.
After four long years, this intense passion could not be soothed in an instant, and Bai Zhi was exceptionally cooperative today, making Duan Xingzhi feel like he could die on her.
After the storm had passed, Duan Xingzhi still held her tightly in his arms, unwilling to let go, as if she would vanish the next second.
Bai Zhi felt a bit suffocated from his grip and moved slightly but still felt uncomfortable. "Can you let go of me? I'm about to be strangled to death by you."
"I dare not loosen my grip even a bit now; I'm afraid if I do, you'll fly away." Although he said this, his arms relaxed slightly.
"I don't have wings; where could I fly to?" Bai Zhi couldn't help but roll her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up.
