Feng Yi knew she didn't believe what he said.
She had to verify it herself.
Feng Yi was mentally prepared and did not refuse.
The two quickly kissed, stripping off their clothes until they were completely bare.
They held each other tightly, skin to skin, whispering sweet nothings.
Feeling a certain vitality, Feng Yushang's heart, which was suspended in mid-air, finally settled back into place.
The time was a bit short, and Feng Yi felt rather embarrassed.
But Feng Yushang was already very satisfied.
She nestled in Feng Yi's arms, crying until his chest was wet.
She had never been as grateful to heaven and thankful for fate as she was at this moment.
Thank goodness, Feng Yi was truly fine.
Otherwise, she would have killed herself.
"We didn't use protection..." Feng Yi said, his palm against Feng Yushang's abdomen: "Maybe we'll have a baby..."
