"What else can I do? I do want to do something, but what will you let me do?" Lu Nancheng's words carried an undeniable gloom.
Ran Tong frowned. "Xiaoqian is here."
"Don't worry about him; he's sleeping like a pig." As he spoke, Lu Nancheng pulled her hand away.
Ran Tong closed her eyes and felt that, perhaps due to the darkness, her senses were even sharper…
She bit her lower lip, and under his tenderness, her heartbeat quickened, her breathing growing rapid…
This was a sensation she had never experienced before; could it really be related to her mindset?
In her confused and emotional state, she suddenly remembered what Chen Yi had said to her.
"I suggest that you try to trust your husband. You have to believe that he loves you, that he won't hurt you. In this world, apart from your parents, he is the most trustworthy person. Only with this trust, can other matters be resolved."
