"Wife!"
Lin Runjie turned Tan Yanli around to face him. He saw the traces of tears she hadn't wiped away, which startled him.
He reached out to touch the tear stains on her cheek, still feeling the dampness, and asked in confusion, "Wife, why are you crying?"
"It's nothing! I'm just too moved!"
Tan Yanli sniffled, leaned her head against his chest, and said softly, "I didn't realize that doing this with someone you love is such a perfect fit! Not just physically, but also spiritually!"
"Silly, you're touched by just that?"
Lin Runjie laughed as he pressed his lips to Tan Yanli's, murmuring, "Wife, since you took the initiative once, now it's my turn to take the initiative, to be fair!"
His kiss wasn't as gentle as hers, carrying a kind of aggression, as if to ignite her entire being.
"Take it easy..."
