Fourth Master Xiao laughed heartily, affectionately pinching her nose. Still feeling unsatisfied, he pecked her face several times. As he continued kissing, he became somewhat aroused, seeking her red lips and bending down to kiss them passionately, the warmth with a hint of sweetness making him lose control even more.
Xiqiu wrapped her arms around his neck, panting lightly, and then gently pushed him, saying, "Let's rest early." They were still in the period of national mourning.
Fourth Master Xiao reluctantly released her, encircling her in his embrace, and said in a hoarse voice, "…truly fortunate." Truly fortunate that her marriage had its twists and turns, truly fortunate that he chose to have Min fostered with her, truly fortunate that he didn't delay at all in proposing as soon as he returned from Liaodong… He couldn't imagine what his life would have been like if he had never met Xiqiu!
