"Ruoxi, you've recovered really well. Everything is just as it was when I was gone," Lin Kuang said with a smile as he released her hand.
At his words, a smile bloomed on Yang Ruoxi's face. After all, no one who could live a good life would ever choose to die.
"You jerk... thank you," Yang Ruoxi said earnestly, turning to face him.
Hearing this, Lin Kuang shrugged. "Words are so boring. How about some action?" he asked with a roguish smile, looking at her happy expression.
Yang Ruoxi's face flushed, but she took the initiative to step closer. She pressed her rosy lips against his and wrapped her arms gently around his body. This time, she didn't pull away after a brief touch but instead gave him a deep, lingering kiss.
Feeling this change in her, Lin Kuang's mood soared.
After the kiss, Yang Ruoxi leaned against his chest, her face scarlet, a faint warmth spreading through her heart. Lin Kuang simply held her quietly, savoring the rare, tender moment.
