Wei Anning snapped back to reality and forcefully pushed him away. This man was becoming more and more shameless. Daring to act like this in public—if Father Gong knew, she couldn't help but shiver.
If she wants to protect him, the only way is to stay away from him.
Because she doesn't know how many eyes are watching them, or what danger he might face.
Wei Anning blushes, covering her mouth. Her eyes are as pure and innocent as a fawn's, looking at him, instantly stirring the hidden desires within him, his gaze becoming a shade deeper.
"Last night was just an accident, it won't happen again. If you're so afraid of me dying, then cherish every moment we're together, OK?"
Wei Anning glared at him, "Don't you dare say die, you hear me?"
Leng Youchen smiled, "Then don't talk about making me leave London. You know that's harder than dying for me."
