This time, Han Yiwei was domineering, with an attitude that showed he wouldn't stop until he reached his goal. At the same time, he kissed her so matter-of-factly, as if after breaking through that last barrier, he no longer had any reservations.
At this moment, Han Yiwei was both excited and blissful. His Tangtang, although arrogant and lofty, petulant, and aloof, had a place for him in her heart.
Whenever there was trouble, she always thought to shoulder everything with her fragile shoulders. If it weren't for him always being there to push her down since they were kids, she might never realize that she's a girl, that she could enjoy the protection under a man's wing.
She doesn't need to struggle or fight; she just needs to carefreely enjoy herself. Yet, his Tangtang, although a young lady, also possesses the magnanimity of a man.
