"What's the matter? Why would you ask this all of a sudden?"
"I'm afraid that one day you'll no longer want me," Ye Yuqiao said, her voice already crying.
"How could I ever not want you," Chen Hao frowned, his tone somewhat disheartened, "You are my everything and all, without you I would have nothing."
Without another word, Ye Yuqiao embraced Chen Hao even tighter, thinking to herself: the other Ye Yuqiao you speak of is not me. But I will try my best to become that other Ye Yuqiao.
A long while later, the two of them separated.
Seeing a few pink tear stains on Ye Yuqiao's face, Chen Hao felt a surge of pity and swept her into his arms.
"What are you doing?" Ye Yuqiao's cheeks flushed red immediately, her heart thudding wildly. Although through her connection with the Nether King's Heart, she had often witnessed her Yang Soul and Chen Hao's intimate interactions, able to empathize each time.