Mo Beichen sucked away her tears, seeing that she wasn't crying anymore, he gently released her and lowered his eyes to look at her bewildered gaze. She looked like an adorable little rabbit, her eyes and nose all red, stirring his heart with affection.
He suddenly reached out to cover her eyelids, softly sighed, "Qianqian, don't look at me like that."
When she gazed at him with those tear-filled eyes, he could hardly contain himself.
Gu Qian's eyelashes trembled again, Mo Beichen's palm was lightly covering just above her eyelids, not intending to cause discomfort, merely wanting to block her gaze. Yet with her blink, she seemed to scratch his palm.
The itch spread from his palm straight to his heart, unable to resist, he took his hand away and cupped her shoulders, kissing her lips under her wet gaze.
Mo Beichen finally kissed the lips he longed for, a sigh of contentment escaped his throat.
