Chapter 613

Only the two of them were left in the house, and Qiao Xiaomai no longer felt embarrassed.

Tong Sanlang clearly liked to hear her voice, holding her tightly, whispering in her ear, "Xiaomai, Xiaomai...."

As if he had lost all other language, those two words were the only thing left in his mind.

She was the only one left in his eyes.

She loved him.

And as she wished, the young man before her finally, wholly, belonged to her.

The insatiable greed of the Tong Family had pushed him into her arms, completely into her arms.

She hadn't schemed or plotted anything; the Tong Family had actually helped her.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

The joy in her heart spread to her face, making her look like a blooming spring flower, the adorable dimples by her mouth making Tong Sanlang's gaze deepen.

Qiao Xiaomai held onto his sturdy shoulders tightly with her arms as white as snow, feeling his strength and gentleness with an even brighter smile on her face.