บท 133: A Dream

The kiss was soft and tender, filled with endless affection. It lasted for so long that the lack of air caused Jiang Yingyue's face to turn red.

"Go to bed," Han Qingshan said with a sigh. "If you don't I am not sure I can hold back any longer," he muttered to himself, but the voice was loud enough for Jiang Yingyue to hear it, and her already red face flushed in a deeper crimson shade.

She stood up in a flurry, and her body trembled slightly as she escaped towards her bedroom, leaving her back view to Han Qingshan, her escape was accompanied by his chuckle.

As Jiang Yingyue reached her bedroom, she was incapable of falling asleep. Her heart was beating way too fast, and she was feeling so blissful, knowing that their emotions were shared. She felt as if she had won the biggest prize in the world.