Ye Yingsu blinked her eyes, didn't speak, and lowered her head to start playing with her fingers.
Lan Liehuo only felt that the fire within him was about to burn him to ashes. Over the past five years, he had sought out many women, each bearing some resemblance to his Shushu. Only when he was drunk could he see those women as her and temporarily alleviate the pain of longing.
Otherwise, with his irritable nature, how could he have survived until now?
But at this moment, he knew he no longer needed to get drunk; she was truly in his arms.
He wanted her, wanted to merge with her, wanted to ruthlessly become one with her, wanting to stay like this until the end of time!
Lan Liehuo was truly at a loss; never before had anyone or anything in this world made him feel this way.
He really loved her, really liked her!
Liked her to the point that even he found it unbelievable.
"Stop playing with that, I have something more fun for you to play with." Lan Liehuo grabbed her hands.
