Even though he had his reasons, Zhou Yiyi still felt like being unreasonable. With tears in her eyes, she turned around, wiping her tears blatantly.
This small gesture deeply hurt Zhou Mo. He knelt at the edge of the bed and tried to grasp her, but she pushed him away with her arm.
Zhou Mo simply took off his shoes and pinned her down, burying his head in her bosom, and apologized with the gentlest voice.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I have come back. From now on, let's never part, okay? Let's get married, shall we?"
As Zhou Mo said this, he suddenly rose from her body, stumbled, and ran out. Just a moment before, Zhou Yiyi had been immersed in his tenderness, but the next moment, the warmth disappeared, leaving her arms cold and her heart suddenly sour. However, when she saw him running back holding a bunch of gifts, her tears spilled over again.
