Xiang Anning struggled vigorously, but Si Wuxie, despite his injuries, still had such great strength.
It seems he is truly terrified of losing Xiang Anning! Si Wuxie held Xiang Anning tightly, sniffing intensely, greedily breathing in her scent.
Xiang Anning was pressed onto him entirely, and when pressed against his wound, he frowned in pain, but even with the pressure on his wound, he didn't want to let go of the Xiang Anning in his arms.
His right hand pressed against Xiang Anning's nape, her entire face leaning against Si Wuxie's face.
Their breaths were intertwined, warm and tender, like a mesmerizing haze, making one's mind a bit dazed!
He murmured, "I miss you so much, so very much, Anning!"
As he spoke, he kissed Xiang Anning's lips, hungry and thirsty, delving deep, entangled intensely!
