"Yue Yaya, is it you?" He stared intently into her eyes, his grip tightening as if only by melding her into his body could he truly feel that she was in his arms.
"It's me!" Feng Yueya nodded desperately, intending to smile but tears fell uncontrollably, turning into a crying smile.
"Is it really you?"
"Really, it's me!"
"I hope this is not a dream…"
Seeing him still looking incredulous, Feng Yueya bit his ear hard.
Yun Shangyuan winced in pain but understood, this was not a dream.
"Does it hurt?" As she lifted her head to ask, her lips were suddenly sealed by a kiss.
Yun Shangyuan supported her with one hand and pressed the back of her head with the other, kissing her lips fiercely and dominantly. His kiss was so intense, rolling her tongue as if to swallow her whole.
Feng Yueya didn't resist but awkwardly reciprocated, eliciting even more fervent kisses from him.
The seven brothers from the Rong Family who arrived on the scene all showed relieved smiles.
