"Lin Chuan, being with you feels really good," Xiao Ning shouted while coordinating with Lin Chuan's movements.
Hearing Xiao Ning's shouting, a strong feeling surged from Lin Chuan's heart, and he moved even faster.
It lasted for almost an hour before they both slipped down from the peak.
Xiao Ning's upper body was bare, her hands wrapped around Lin Chuan's waist, her petite yet exquisite chest pressed against Lin Chuan's chest, her face flushed.
At this moment, Lin Chuan also felt a wave of fatigue, the bandages on his head soaked with sweat.
"Lin Chuan," Xiao Ning murmured.
Lin Chuan looked down at Xiao Ning's slightly closed eyes and gently responded with a hum.
"Will we meet again?" Xiao Ning asked without opening her eyes.
Lin Chuan replied, "Let's leave it to fate. If the heavens wish us to meet, we will definitely meet."
Xiao Ning said nothing more, suddenly hugging Lin Chuan tightly, a very low sobbing sound was heard.
