The drizzle was continuous and the mist was lingering, covering their sight.
For the two of them, they don't know what sudden difficulties they will face in the future, so they cherish the comfortable and warm moments now.
Zhongqing was nestled in his strong arms. Although the surrounding coldness was lingering, she felt particularly cozy, as if she had returned to the passionate love of her teenage years, which made her blush and heartbeat uncontrollably.
Zhongqing quietly raised her eyes and looked at the man beside her, the corners of her mouth raised involuntarily, as if she was firmly attracted by his gaze.
I can't take my eyes away no matter what.
Even though it is only a few minutes away, Zhongqing has an illusion.
I really hope that all time will be frozen in this moment forever.
Nestled peacefully in his arms.
How wonderful it would be to not have to think about anything forever!
"Honey, if you stare at me like this again, it will be hard for me not to suspect that you are inviting me?"
His sudden words seemed so ordinary, but he said them so ambiguously.
Zhong Qing's cheeks couldn't help but feel hot.
Seeing the loving expression in his eyes, Leng Yan couldn't help but chuckle.
Immediately, he opened the car door and carefully stuffed her into the passenger seat. Then, he walked around to the other side and got into the car. He did not forget to lean over slightly and fasten her seat belt. Just when he was about to pull away, his lips seemed to be...
Nothing scratched her cheek.
Zhong Qing's originally hot cheeks turned redder and redder. She glared at Leng Yan and pouted: "Leng Yan, you did it on purpose!"
Leng Yan pinched her chin, leaned forward again, blocked her lips fiercely, bit them a few times, and a low-pitched voice escaped from their lips and teeth: "I kiss my wife, do I need to be intentional?
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Zhongqing stretched out her hand, pressed it against his chest, looked up at him, and said funnyly: "Leng Yan, you are really becoming more and more rogue~"
Leng Yan's eyes suddenly burst into flames, and he pressed his lips against hers, his voice becoming hoarse and hoarse: "As long as it's you, it doesn't matter what the gangster is!"
"I'm hungry!" Zhong Qing deliberately changed the subject, fearing that he would really miss the mark here.
Leng Yan frowned, forced himself to endure the desire in his body, and sat up straight, "If you endure it any longer, I would have already booked a private room. We can eat when we arrive."
"No!" Zhong Qing hurriedly pulled his arm and suggested, "Why don't we go to the supermarket to buy ingredients and go home to eat together?"
Leng Yan raised his eyebrows and disagreed: "Aren't you hungry?"
"But, I like to go home with you for dinner!"
She knows that men don't like to go shopping.
Especially Leng Yan, he always felt that doing such trivial things was a waste of time. Even in the past, they had never tried to go to the supermarket together.
Even though she is now the mother of a child, at this moment, she still hopes to make up for the regrets she lost back then.
Zhongqing brings it up, especially what she thinks.
Naturally, Leng Yan would not refuse.
Just as he was about to start the car, Zhong Qing stopped him: "Why don't we walk there together? Isn't there a large supermarket near here?"
Leng Yan glanced at the rain falling outside the window and said with a deep expression, "It's raining too much!"
"I'm not afraid." Zhongqing held his arm, and said with a soft lip, "It's not that I still have you!"
Looking at the bright light in Zhong Qing's eyes, Leng Yan's heart softened. Without saying a word, he got out of the car despite the rain, walked around to the passenger seat, and opened the door for her.
Before getting off the bus, he put his coat on her.
His breath immediately lingered on her body, making her feel warmer.