She remembered that along the way, she was sick, recuperating, and feeling depressed... and he was always suppressing, always accompanying and taking care of her, spending the most difficult period of each other's life together.
She stood up, walked quietly to him, and hugged him from behind.
There was silent all around.
Just as he was about to say something, her head turned and gently pressed against his lips from the side.
The breeze and bright moon, the countryside is peaceful and carefree, leaving only the most essential and primitive passion of human beings... Luo Jia backed his hand and hugged her, deepening this lingering kiss.
The two of them fell to the ground at some point, on the thick embroidered mat, like a natural big bed... How quiet this country night!
How long is this country night?
There is no disturbance, no politics, no conspiracy, no guard against it... Some are just an ordinary couple.
The world is so big that there is always a bed that can accommodate a couple.
Things have become so simple.
The long night has become so short because of the strong passion.
In this life, it seemed like the first time the two of them were so relaxed and comfortable.
Until the moonlight completely dimmed, the two of them were sweating profusely.
Fangfei curled up in Luo Jia's arms, and water slowly dripped from her hair. He raised his big hand and wiped her cleanly.
"Fangfei..."
His voice was a little hoarse.
She snuggled gently in his arms like a lazy cat, touching his chest with her hands, slowly sliding down, stroking the clear, bright and tough textures.
"Silly thing...we will live like this for the rest of our lives, do you think it's okay?"
She smiled rustlingly, her voice like a small fairy in the dark night: "Are we the only two of us in this life?"
"Yes. It's just the two of us... don't you like it?"
She didn't answer.
Don't you like it?
I've always liked it, okay?
He didn't mention the secret thoughts hidden in his heart, nor did she mention them.