A voice that seemed both mournful and tearful emerged from Si Miaoxue's throat.
This woman had been holding it in for too long and finally released it.
"Mr. Lin, we've been apart for less than a month, and I'm almost going crazy. If we're separated for a longer time in the future, what should I do?"
Si Miaoxue drew small circles on Lin Miao's chest with her delicate fingers.
"Stop it; you're just craving my body."
"Hehehe..." Si Miaoxue laughed with a sound resembling an "eagle," her interaction with Lin Miao was different from Sun Youwei; they initially aimed for that little affair between men and women.
However, now they've grown feelings for each other.
"Let's talk about Baili Yuyao's matter. You still owe me an explanation." Lin Miao lightly stroked the silky back and asked.
"Baili Yuyao's true identity is the next generation of the embroideress."
"What did you say?" Lin Miao was shocked; he hadn't expected Baili Yuyao to have such a surprising identity.
