neonlover_1

Only one word: Heirloom 
Heirloom? Isn't that a valuable object that has belonged to a family for several generations? 
Something that is supposed to bring pride, but not always, at least not in this story. 
Everything started with the mysterious 'Heirloom' and everything will probably end with it. 
Li Wei is our ML and Wang Yu Yan is our FL. The empty blanks I will leave it to you all to fill as you read their story. 
Come, witness their journey full of love, dangers, and some life-threatening secrets.

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Excerpt
He kissed her softly at first and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made Wang Yu Yan cling to him as the only stable thing in the dizzy swaying world. 
And Wang Yu Yan did not realize when her hands clutched to Li Wei's shirt tightly. Her hands automatically circled Li Wei's neck. 
On realizing this, Li Wei slowly and slowly kept on deepening the kiss. It became more and more passionately by the second. As it did, Wang Yu Yan felt her heartbeat accelerating. 
Li Wei parted his lips from her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. 
Li Wei looked into her deep eyes. Wang Yu Yan was doing the same. This feeling that she was felt was foreign yet a nice feeling. She wanted to feel more of this, more of this, and before a swimming giddiness spun her round and round, Wang Yu Yan knew that she was kissing him back. 




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This is an original story by me and my best friend. So pls give it a try 
Thank You 
Neonlover_1 and Rainbow_Writermark

SPRING LOVERS: We who are inseperable

In the bed, Elaina was sleeping peacefully; she was sleeping like someone who hadn't slept since a long time.

Her eyes' twitched as she felt something near her eyes, which had interrupted her comfort while she was sleeping. Unconsciously her hand reached the place where something had dropped, her hand slightly ran at that area, after which the same calm demeanor spread on her face.

The same thing happened again, something wet dropped on her face, near the eyes. This time, she groaned and then her hands did the same thing as before, caressing the place where the drop had fallen, her hand reached towards its natural position.

But this time, she yawned instead of falling asleep again and then stretching her hands and legs with full strength, her lips quivered and her eyes opened one by one. First half and then after taking sometime, when they had adjusted to the light, they opened fully.

DRIP DROP