It's irony and reality. When he sensed my newfound knowledge, I think. Mu Zhen studied me with intuitive eyes that looked very dark at the moment, and ducked his head down to meet my lips.
Mu Zhen kissed me there in front of the window while holding me naked in his arms. I melted into him and gave in to my goddamn emotions.
He carried me down the hall to the bedroom and broke the kiss to lower me down to the bed. He saw.
"Oh, oh, baby . . . don't cry," He whispered, cupping my face and settling against me.
I couldn't help it. There was far too much inside me to leave it there.
"I just love you so much, Mu Zhen," I blubbered and then closed my eyes in an attempt to find some small sliver of sanctuary from my emotions.
As Mu Zhen took over, stretching out against me so that our bodies aligned from head to toe when he started kissing me, everywhere.