He was surprised, "You’ll try hard to love me?"
She kissed his face unexpectedly, "Yes, husband, I will try hard to love you. I have no relatives left, now you and your family are my relatives."
Long Yubei looked at her, his eyes softened unconsciously, and his hand instinctively stroked her head, "I will treat you well."
Those six words struck her heart, breeding a touch of warmth.
When Long Fengxi opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Shen Congmo’s sleeping face.
She lay on her side, propping her head with her hands, gazing at him.
Thinking back to the passionate scenes of last night, she really hadn’t expected that after such a long time, they would lie in the same bed, so openly and candidly.
They were each other’s first love.
Back then, their first love became widely known when he dominantly declared on the sports field: She, Long Fengxi, is my woman!
It felt like a dream, yet as if it happened just yesterday.
"Did you sleep well?" His eyes opened, his pupils as deep as pools looking at her.
Long Fengxi blushed, sat up, and clutched the blanket, holding her breath as she said, "Not well!"
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"This fairy has no conscience."
She tried to get out of bed but he pulled her back into his arms, their bodies pressing tightly against each other.
Long Fengxi’s face was slightly flushed, "Let me go."
"What? Planning to leave the bed and deny knowing me?"
He gently nibbled her ear, "Feng Xi, after so many years, aren’t you still angry?"
"Do you think I would forgive you easily?" All these years later, the thought still made her angry.
"I only love you." Shen Congmo pinned one of her legs, getting even closer, "Up until now, you should see my sincerity. I’ve been waiting for you."
Long Fengxi bit her lip; she had a soft spot for sweet talk, and hearing him say he loved only her still made her heart race.
"Why aren’t you speaking?"
"I don’t want to talk to you."
Shen Congmo laughed, "Then who do you want to talk with?"
His hand dominantly grabbed hers and placed it directly on him.
"Jerk, let go of my hand."
He rolled on top of her, "I’ve missed you. Do you know how I’ve gotten through these years with all these feelings of missing you?"
"Don’t lie, for all I know you’ve been gallivanting happily with foreign girls."
"I swear to the heavens, I haven’t." He lowered his head and showered her skin with lingering, tender kisses, "Feng Xi, let’s get back together."
"Who wants to get back together with you?" She huffed, "Get off me."
By the time Long Fengxi got dressed, it was already two hours later.
Shen Congmo fastened the buttons on his shirt, satisfied, "Feng Xi, from now on, you’re still my girlfriend. From childhood until now, you’re the only girlfriend I’ve had, it’s you, it’s you, it’s still you."
"I’m not." She put on her shoes, "Who cares about being your girlfriend."
"I say you are, then you are." He was unequivocal.
Long Fengxi turned her head and left, ignoring him.
But in fact, her mood was blooming with joy.
Her heart kept racing.
Returning to the Long Family, Long Tianjiao came up and asked, "Sister, where did you sleep last night?"
"I had a reunion with classmates; everyone was so happy, and I played all night with a few classmates I haven’t seen in a while." She said while heading back to her bedroom.
Long Tianjiao followed, "You haven’t seen them for so many years, are you that close with your classmates?"