The warm lips pressed against hers, Li Buyan’s head buzzed. In her memory, this was the first time being kissed!
Her heartbeat sped up!
With just a brief touch, Li Xingle released her immediately.
He turned away coldly, "Let’s go, I’ll take you back!"
Li Buyan blinked her innocent large eyes, not understanding why he just kissed her and then changed?
Could it be that her lips have some purification feature?
Li Xingle’s strides were large and fast, Li Buyan had to jog to catch up to him.
But then she thought, why did she have to be escorted by him, Li Xingle was a complete demon after all!
Li Xingle walked into the elevator, pressing the button with his long fingers. There was no sign of Li Buyan in the long corridor.
He casually lowered his hand and stood straight in the elevator, watching the door close!
He had had many women, but rarely kissed; he disliked it!
Just now, he was impulsively drawn to it, feeling particularly satisfied. He feared if he didn’t leave, he might really take her to the room!
Tang Suiyu was about to sleep when an unexpected guest arrived in the ward.
Holding a bouquet of flowers, Nan Yangyang gracefully walked in.
"I heard you were hospitalized, so I came to see you. The injury... seems quite severe!" Nan Yangyang put down the flowers, staring at the bandage on her forehead, bending closer, her fingers extending to touch, "Tsk tsk, what will you do if you’re disfigured?"
"Take your hand away!" Tang Suiyu forcefully slapped her hand, "Nan Yangyang, are you happy that I’ve been disfigured?"
"A little. As my love rival is disfigured, I should beat the drums and celebrate!" Nan Yangyang did not hide her feelings, as there was no one else in the ward.
"Look at you, so pitiful, the news about the Tang Family’s incident is known nationwide. Where is Ye Gushen? He’s not by your side, he doesn’t even appear. In his eyes, you’re nothing more than a title of ’Mrs. Ye’. Did you really think he loves you that much? Who gave you the confidence to say he loves you for thirteen years? Shameless!"
"Pfft..." Tang Suiyu leaned against the headboard, looking at her amusingly, "Nan Yangyang, since you are so confident, why must you be jealous of a mere title of ’Mrs. Ye’? Jealous of just a title, perhaps you will never get this title..."
Little trick! No one is better at verbal sparring than her!
"Even if you get it, who knows if it would last long? Tang Suiyu, do you think you can hold on to it for a lifetime?" Nan Yangyang forced herself not to get angry, but inside, she felt like she was standing next to a volcano.
Just one collapsed string, she would jump into an abyss of no return!
Tang Suiyu felt conflicted, "Thank you for your concern, I will strive to hold onto it for a lifetime! The door’s over there, I need to rest, please leave!"
"Do you think I want to see you? I just came to see how badly you’re injured!" Nan Yangyang turned angrily.
At the door, heavy, steady footsteps were heard.
Not just one person, the steps were powerful, orderly.
Ye Gushen appeared solemnly dressed, Nan Yangyang’s footsteps abruptly stopped.
No matter how many times she sees him, his appearance always makes her blush and her heart race!
"Ye..." Nan Yangyang spoke.
Ye Gushen walked past her without a glance, "Wife."
"Hehe! You’re back!" Tang Suiyu extended her arms like a spoiled child, "I want a kiss, I want a hug..."