Deep Affection

Deep affection

Shen Wuxiao held such a beautiful girl in his arms; beneath his hands was a soft body, while a lingering fragrance curled around his nose.

His heart's banners swayed and his spirit reeled; he gradually felt as though he were becoming intoxicated.

Yun Zhiyi took a step back, turned around, and said softly, "You've waited so long. It must have been hard work, right?"

"Actually, I suffered too."

She raised her hand in a hook, and it fell.

"Husband... take me!"

Yun Zhiyi's back was beautiful, her skin delicate as cream and white as snow, graceful and captivating.

Shen Wuxiao stared blankly.

He stepped forward and gently brushed Yun Zhiyi's lovely hair aside.

Yun Zhiyi's faint fragrance drifted over, teasing his nerves.

Unable to restrain himself, he felt as though his blood were boiling.

The blazing heat seemed ready to burst through the dam.

She turned around of her own accord and looked at Shen Wuxiao.

Then she kissed him lightly again.

That sweet little mouth instantly drew Shen Wuxiao in, and he wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the girl in his embrace.

Recklessly!

To Yun Zhiyi, her love for Shen Wuxiao had already seeped into her very bones and marrow.

The Shen Wuxiao of the past had not merely failed to hold her in his heart—he had trampled her feelings beneath his feet without restraint.

Only she herself understood that kind of heartache.

After living again, she had truly resolved to pull Shen Wuxiao out of her heart by the roots.

Yet she had never expected that while the thought was easy, putting it into practice was simply impossible.

The moment she saw him, her heart ached beyond measure.

It was as though her heart had been gripped tightly in someone's hand, leaving her