Two lips as gentle as water, as cool as moonlight, lightly fell on Mo Qingning's slightly pursed lips.
In an instant, a subtle electric current surged into the heart.
Mo Qingning was stunned, slowly closed her eyes, raised her hands, and gently embraced Xiao Yize's waist.
Because of love, such contact makes them both happy.
Because they are determined to hold hands for a lifetime, they can be completely open with each other...
The moonlight is as cool as water, but because of the summer evening breeze, it warmed this slight coolness.
Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi sat with the two little ones in the outdoor garden covered with a picnic blanket.
Watching Mo Chuxi playing with the little princess, Yan Xinxin's curiosity was piqued again.
"Mo Chuxi, are you still not going to tell me what you did when you were seven that I don't know about?"
She asked.
"When you were seven, I was four. If you did something special, I think I should remember at least a little."
