The embrace lasted for a long, long time, until Aliya gently moved in his arms.
Only then did he slowly release his embrace, looked down, and gazed at her intently. Then, he lowered his head and deeply kissed her soft lips.
Subsequently, the longing and passion suppressed for over three months erupted like kindling set ablaze, bursting into hot flames instantly.
The kiss became deep and lingering, filled with possessiveness and a desire to claim.
Lin Yu'an tightly held her waist with one hand, while the other hand began to roam restlessly.
Aliya responded to him passionately, her hands encircling his neck, her fingertips deeply intertwined in his slightly tousled black hair.
She could clearly feel that suppressed force within him, full of strength and primal desire.
As their lips parted, both were slightly breathless, their foreheads touching, breaths mingling.
"I missed you, darling, every day," Aliya's eyes shimmered, her voice tinged with a touch of husky emotion.
