"Such a handful!"
Despite his complaint, Mo Yinhe treasured her like a precious gem, carefully peeling her out of the fiery red dress. Si Mingjing's annoyance instantly melted away.
She really liked how he, though so dominant, restrained himself in her presence, making her feel that he genuinely cared about her feelings.
Si Mingjing was the type to return a favor tenfold for every inch of respect given; she responded to soften rather than coercion.
Her heart filled with warmth, and she allowed Mo Yinhe to hold her and do as he pleased.
Mo Yinhe lowered his head, looking at her face. The brilliant starlight in her wise and bright eyes was the most beautiful scenery reflected in his own.
Then, he kissed her...
Though they had been apart for less than a week, they spent the entire afternoon rediscovering the joy of "absence makes the heart grow fonder."
