Ling Yin really couldn't do anything about him. He caressed his face, seeing the flush under the fine sweat on his cheeks, reluctant to complain even a little. It seemed he could only accept his fate. However: "It's not really goodbye, I just couldn't get away because of some issues."
Of course, he also wanted to see if his sudden disappearance from his world would make him miss him, even though his words were tough, his every move was proving something to himself.
Hua Hua snorted and stopped responding, focusing intently on what he wanted to do.
His kiss was passionate as fire, his tongue tangled with Ling Yin's, the heat of their breath continuously spraying onto each other's faces.
Hua Hua couldn't help but shiver all over, his seductive voice full of grievance: "You can't leave without saying goodbye again! You swear it!"
During a gasp for air, Hua Hua, with a husky voice, pushed Ling Yin, trying hard to disguise yet failing to hide the sense of abandonment.
