"All right, I promise you. You'll always see me." Her gentle voice rang in the air. It was as soft as the softest of comforts, soothing his troubled heart.
He looked down, straight into her eyes. "Really? You're not lying?"
"Of course, it's true," she said, for how could he, a man who loved her so much, do anything to hurt her?
He was not Ye Wenming, and their life would not be like Ye Wenming and Sis Zhuo’s.
"Tell me you love me and you can't bear not seeing me," he said with a hoarse voice, his bright eyes filled with yearning and longing.
Sometimes the look in his eyes shocked and amazed her, making her feel as if she was the world to him.
How much did this man love her? If at first, she had doubted his love, now she was certain.
"I love you." She put her hand on his cheek. She did not understand why he was afraid. Perhaps it was because of his childhood experiences that he felt insecure about love? In that case, she would try to soothe his fears. "Therefore, I can't bear not seeing you."
His Adam's apple moved, and a sigh gently escaped his mouth. Then, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
His cool lips kissed her so affectionately, as if he wanted to seize all her sweetness and imprint his breath, his temperature, and everything he had into her soul.
Ling Yiran was being kissed so hard that she could hardly breathe. Suddenly, Yi Jinli picked her up and walked over to the bedside.
He placed her carefully on the bed. His hands rested on either side of her body while his black eyes were full of desire.
Then, he gently took her hand, pressed her palm against his cheek, and gently rubbed it against her palm.
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