"Since I've promised you, I won't go back on my word. Otherwise, my reputation as the Family Head would be ruined."
Only then did Ouyang Che breathe a sigh of relief. He lifted her chin and gazed deeply into her eyes, his fingers lingering lovingly on her face.
Wushuang looked into his eyes, and her mind stopped thinking.
She just looked at him, seeing only him in her eyes.
"Wushuang, you are mine, and you will always be mine," Ouyang Che murmured softly. He leaned in closer to her face and slowly kissed her lips.
Wushuang did not refuse. His kiss was gentle at first, then grew more intense.
He held her tightly, kissing her almost greedily.
Wushuang's palm rested against his chest, soon feeling the dampness there.
Something flashed through her mind, and she immediately wanted to push him away, but he wouldn't budge.
Wushuang struggled hard, finally managing to avoid his kiss, gaining a moment of respite.
"Stop! Your wound is bleeding!"
