The moment their long-separated bodies pressed close, a jolt of electricity surged through them.
A bright, golden serpent of lightning suddenly streaked across the early summer night sky, followed immediately by a deafening roar of thunder.
The heavens seemed to tear open as the summer night's rain poured down without a word of warning.
Once the bed curtains were drawn, the small world within them instantly grew damp and sticky.
At first, Li Yun was rough. Whether it was because of the man who had suddenly appeared by Ming Lingyi's side, or because of all the years they had missed, he found it hard to control his strength the moment his large hand touched the slender waist of the woman in his arms.
But at some point, his touch softened considerably.
As if caressing a priceless treasure, he gently moved his hand from Ming Lingyi's slender waist to her face.
"Yuan Niang…"
Li Yun's voice was hoarse as he murmured softly in Ming Lingyi's ear.
