1129. Tomorrow mix rice skin

Song Tan rested her chin on Lun Chuan's shoulder, and seriously thought for a moment: "Indeed."

It really is quite magical! The pivotal events of two lifetimes have had different outcomes, especially when they involve him! And even lower odds were achieved when Lun Chuan happened to have such top-tier looks.

"Fate really is so mysterious!" Song Tan repeated with a sigh.

Then she hugged Lun Chuan's waist, tilted her head on his shoulder, and saw the few intersecting scars behind his fair earlobe.

She leaned over and gently kissed there, her tongue delicately touching the newly-formed soft flesh, moving slightly. Lun Chuan could only feel a small electric current transmitting straight up his spine to his head, and his whole body shivered in an instant.

Instinctively, he moved slightly, but it was as if an iron clasp was around his waist, holding him immobile.