Wan Chu'er looked up, only to see the Jiang Kechu who had disappeared for several months. A smile immediately spread across her face.
"Uncle Jiang!" Wan Chu'er exclaimed excitedly and tightly hugged Jiang Kechu.
Hearing Wan Chu'er's crisp call, Jiang Kechu felt as if the void in his heart had finally been filled. He turned around, pressed Wan Chu'er against the wall, and lowered his head to kiss her.
Wan Chu'er felt as though she had fallen into a scorching furnace. Jiang Kechu's arms dominantly and forcefully encircled her waist, and through her clothes, she could feel Jiang Kechu's solid chest muscles and the fiercely beating heart beneath.
Jiang Kechu's motions were intense and passionate, as if he could not bear to not swallow the person in his embrace or meld her directly into his own body.
It took a while before the two could reluctantly part.
Wan Chu'er, gasping for breath, playfully hit Jiang Kechu and scolded, "You're killing me."
