Shang Lige stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his bloody lower lip, stared at Chu Yang's chin and asked in a low voice: "Since you know it hurts, why don't you go home early?"

Why don't you go home earlier!?

go home!

go home!!

This is such a warm word.

When I go home, sometimes I am the mother who stands under the pomegranate tree in the yard on a full moon night, looking into the distance and missing her wanderer.

When I go home, sometimes when I see a young couple kissing passionately, my heart suddenly trembles and I think of my husband's wife far away.

But at this time, returning home was filled with Shang Lige's complaints against Chu Yang, complaints with longing that cannot be described in words!

Chu Yang didn't know how to answer Shang Lige's question. He just held the white-haired... yes, the gray-haired woman tightly in his arms again, and whispered in her low voice.

He whispered in his ear: "After I come back this time, I will never leave you again."

"you sure?"

"Definitely and definitely!"

"forever?"

"As old as time goes by!"

Closing his eyes and smelling the familiar scent of Chu Yang, Shang Lige said, "I want to drink."

"Then let's go have a drink." Chu Yang let go of Shang Lige with a smile, and looked back at Sun Bin who was looking secretly in this direction: "Oh, by the way, I'll do something small first."

Shang Lige just stared at Chu Yang closely, without blinking or looking away at all: "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!