When the woman he deeply loved returned to his arms, in that instant, Duan Xingzhi felt a little choked up.
For him, all of this really didn't come easy.
So, a passionate kiss was clearly the most fitting at this moment.
Flurries of snow, dim and unclear lights, roses red as blood, and a deeply loving couple.
Everything seemed so romantic, romantic like an unreal dream.
In this dream, Duan Xingzhi was unwilling to wake up, and Bai Zhi was also willing to stay immersed.
At the time when she needed him the most, he appeared, perhaps it was a divine arrangement, they were meant to be together.
After the kiss ended, Bai Zhi blushingly looked at him, her eyes filled with shyness and an inexpressible tender affection.
Such a gaze was undoubtedly fatal to Duan Xingzhi.
He gritted his teeth, restrained the impulse that was about to burst out, and smiled more tenderly, "Shall we go eat?"
Bai Zhi looked at the two bags of groceries on the ground, "Then I'll take them up first."
