Li Yi looked at the bashful little woman in his arms, feeling a stirring in his softest place. Ni Xuanyi felt the light dim as Li Yi's lips descended upon hers, touching her lips tenderly with a familiar masculine scent enveloping her.,Ni Xuanyi closed her eyes and naturally raised her head, allowing the familiar kiss to linger on her lips in passionate turns that grew more intense, burning red her face.,In this atmosphere, Ni Xuanyi no longer cared about Ran Zhao's whereabouts. She knew Li Yi well enough to realize from his earnest and calm attitude that he had handled everything well without causing her any harm.。