"No need to thank me, you're my wife. It's only right that I do anything for you."
Song Ning tried to break free, but he held her hand tightly, making her feel a little shy.
"But I've always wanted a divorce, you don't need to do so much for me."
His calloused thumb gently stroked the back of her hand as he pulled her into his embrace.
"As long as we're not divorced, you'll always be my wife, and I'll treat you well."
"Aren't you afraid of ending up with nothing?" Song Ning asked.
He gently brushed his chin against her hair and said in a low voice, "I'm more afraid of losing you than of you running away. I was really scared just now."
Song Ning felt her heart pounding violently in her chest.
She remembered all the kindness Huo Beian had shown her these past few days and was deeply moved.
She looked up and saw the streetlights casting interplay of light and shadow on his profile.
She smiled, her fingertips unconsciously hooking around a button on his shirt: "I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"
Huo Beian was aroused by her teasing gesture, and he lowered his head to grab her hand, teasingly saying, "Wife, are you teasing me with this? Do you know the consequences of teasing?"
His voice, hot and clear, drifted past her reddened earlobe.
"No way..."
Song Ning withdrew her hand, turned her head, and a blush rose to her face. Her heart was pounding...
Seeing his wife blush, Huo Beian smiled slightly and lowered his head to talk to her.
Just as Song Ning was about to turn her head, by sheer coincidence, she looked up and he looked down, and their lips met.
At that moment, Song Ning's pupils widened.
This...this...
This was her first kiss...
These lips are so soft, and so warm...
So this is what kissing feels like. His lips were soft and hot, and even his breathing was aggressive.
"Let go...uh..."
She immediately realized what was happening and tried to struggle, but felt that she couldn't move at all.
Huo Beian's long, slender fingers ran through her hair, his fingertips pressing against the back of her neck, bringing them closer together. His other hand loosely encircled her trembling shoulder, and their lips pressed even more tightly together.
At that moment, Song Ning felt as if her heart was about to be ripped out, and she forgot to close her eyes, her eyes wide open.
"Be good, honey, don't move."
His voice was deep and gentle.
Upon hearing that soft voice, Song Ning immediately forgot to resist. Seeing this, Huo Beian pulled her into his arms and kissed her even more passionately.
At that moment, not far behind them, behind a telephone pole, Jiang Feifei hid and watched them kiss. She gripped the telephone pole tightly, furious.
Why...? Song Ning didn't join the performing arts troupe, and she's a capitalist's daughter, yet Huo Beian still loves her so much. Why is that...?
Meanwhile, behind the corner of the wall, Meng Yuming was also watching the two kissing, his fists clenched tightly...
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