After discussing the engagement gifts, the old lady went back, and Banxia sat on the bedroom sofa, waiting for Yan Ting to return.
She promised the old lady not to mention the matter, so she decided not to bring it up.
If she did, it would only trouble Yan Ting, and besides, Qing Lin had already paid for his actions.
It was past eight when Yan Ting returned, dressed in a tailored suit, exuding an indescribable elegance.
As soon as Banxia saw him enter, she felt an urge to throw herself into his arms, to feel his warmth.
Seeing her rush over, Yan Ting opened his arms and held her tightly.
"Did you miss me?" His deep voice beside her ear was filled with affection for her.
"Yes!" Banxia, having let go of her shyness, completely unleashed her emotions in front of this man.
"Did you take a shower? Smells nice!" He kissed her neck and smiled as he spoke.
Banxia closed her eyes, enjoying his kisses, then stepped back a bit from his embrace: "Go take a shower!"
