He thought that if he could make Nanxi remember him, he would be happy, extremely happy!
Now, he was already 32. Perhaps he no longer possessed the eagerness and leisure time like when he was 24. But fortunately, Nanxi was by his side, in his arms, which gave him peace of mind.
"Lu Yinchu..." she struggled in his arms, "Lu Yinchu, let go. The food... the food is still cooking in the pot..."
But Lu Yinchu, not paying the slightest attention, held her face and passionately kissed her lips. He led her into the room, ending the conversation by closing the door with his foot.
He held her slim waist, his tongue intertwined with hers. The passionate kiss overwhelmed Nanxi, leaving her lips slightly numb!
There was a faint scent of tobacco on his lips.
Nanxi gritted her teeth, pushing him away and rushing toward the kitchen, "It's all your fault, I can already smell something burning... Ahhh..."
Lu Yinchu stood behind, watching her figure, his eyes filled with tenderness.
