He carefully stroked her waist, and his fingertips slowly rose up along her back. They circled around her fair and tender shoulders and stopped in one place. He held that place in an extremely gentle manner.
He hadn' t touched her for almost two months. He licked his dry lips, both hands holding her face, pressing on her lips. He kissed her, as if he had obtained a supreme treasure, from the tip of his tongue to the back of his foot, inch by inch.
He was a high and mighty Emperor, so ambiguous, so crazy, and bewitching. Lan Ling gradually lost his mind, and everything became fragmented...... .
They breathed each other's breaths, as if they had never been far away, never separated.
At this moment, there was no doubt of love or hatred. There was no one else. It was as if the two of them
