Kapitel 407: Chapter 246: Illusory Dreams, Reality... Can I Kiss?_2

He pondered for a long time and then sighed again.

"The revolution is not yet a success, comrades must continue to put in effort."

In the dark room, he reached out toward the ceiling, lightly grasping at the air. There was too much he desired and so little time, he needed to act urgently.

Next door.

Pei Muchan lay on her bed, her mind a mess. Thinking about the cocktail she made for him tonight, her cheeks warmed up despite thankfully not blushing at the time.

She thought about how Xu Qingyan could put down his work and rush back; the warmth that bubbled up from her heart seemed to spread throughout her body.

It was the Spring Festival Gala, and yet he had unhesitatingly returned. It seemed all he needed was to glance at her and then go home to rest before flying back to work the next day.

Even eternal ice couldn't block earnest sincerity.