He then proceeded to rip off the clothes on her body, piece by piece.
His scorching gaze fixed on her without blinking, sweeping over her from head to toe.
Gu Nanqiao was somewhat stunned, feeling that his mood today was very off.
It had been strange since this morning, until now, making her inexplicably feel uneasy.
Huo Jingting kissed his way down from her eyes and eyebrows, bending down to gaze at her fair face, feeling an increasing tightness in his throat.
In the end, he couldn't hold back anymore, and pulled her hand all the way down.
Gu Nanqiao felt a "bang," and her ears, along with her face, became boiling hot as if they were about to explode.
"Xiaoqiao, I miss you." He suddenly blurted out without any preamble, his phoenix eyes burning with emotions she could not understand.
She could not tell whether this was a confession or a outpour.
