Chapter 559
Chapter 559 Tearing Her Clothes
The gentle and soft breath by his ear made Lin Wanrong feel somewhat foolish. In front of the ever-changing and enchanting Sister An, all his tactics were rendered useless. It was as if An Biru had a grip on his lifeline. Her every move, every frown, and every smile were breathtaking and captivating, effectively restraining him.
After days of separation, the lovely Sister An stood before him once again. Listening to her sweet voice and watching her charming smile, Lin Wanrong felt an indescribable joy. The silent watch and the long journey to see her again had moved him deeply, a sentiment he could never repay in his lifetime.
The night was serene, with a gentle breeze caressing their faces. The vast expanse of the grassland under the moonlight seemed to be enveloped in a hazy veil. The two sat on the ground, leaning against each other. Dewdrops moistened their clothes and cheeks, but they were oblivious. In that moment, it felt as if only their heartbeats and breaths existed in the world.
Sister An's long eyelashes quivered slightly as she sighed silently and slowly stood up. Startled, Lin Wanrong quickly got up and grabbed her hand, saying, "Sister An, what are you doing? I'd rather die than let you go."
With a soft chuckle, An Biru replied, "Who said I was leaving?"
Lin Wanrong held her hand, examining her closely, and cautiously asked, "You're not leaving? Then what are you—"
"You silly boy," An Biru teased, pointing at his forehead with her delicate finger. "As the Commander of the armies, you left the camp alone and lingered here. Your soldiers must be gossiping about you by now. If I were General Li Tai, I'd punish you with a thousand lashes!"
Lin Wanrong laughed heartily, "As long as you don't leave, Sister An, even ten thousand lashes would mean nothing to me. I'd accept them willingly."