Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Liu Shiyin's voice gradually faded, as if swallowed by the night. Her eyes unknowingly became moist, and the crystal tears, like broken pearls, silently slid down her delicate cheeks.

While in the private room, she silently watched Huo Muchen, hoping he would give her a glance, a smile, or even just a simple response. However, he seemed to be in another world, completely oblivious to her presence.

Thinking of this, she felt an indescribable pang of sorrow, as if all her grievances and sadness had gathered into tears at this moment.

She slowly squatted down, burying her head deeply between her knees as if trying to hide herself. Her body began to tremble slightly from sobbing, and the feeling of helplessness and vulnerability overwhelmed her.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, with only her sobs echoing in the air.

Hearing Liu Shiyin's explanation, Huo Muchen's rationality gradually returned. He knew in his heart that Liu Shiyin was not that kind of girl, but when he saw her interaction with Gu Heng, the intimate scene still stung his heart like a needle, making him uncontrollably furious.

He knew his reaction was too intense, but his possessiveness and protectiveness were beyond his control. He looked down at the girl in front of him, her face streaked with tears, his heart filled with heartache and self-reproach.

He slowly knelt down, gently helped Liu Shiyin up, and then pulled her tightly into his arms. His arms encircled her body; the woman's body was soft and delicate, and her long hair was still black and smooth.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, his gaze lingering on her face, from her eyebrows to her lips.

The woman in his arms was like a flower swaying in a storm, so petite and delicate, her little head pressed against his chest, tears streaming down her face like broken beads.

"Okay, stop crying. I was wrong just now."

Huo Muchen said with heartache, his voice gentle and full of apology. He knew that his words had hurt her, and now he only wanted to do his best to make amends.

Liu Shiyin did not respond, but silently shed tears.

Huo Muchen gently cupped her face and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb.

"Sweetie, don't cry, okay?"

His voice was full of pleading and tenderness.

Liu Shiyin remained silent, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at him softly, her grievances overflowing. Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and sobs occasionally escaped from her tightly clenched red lips.

Huo Muchen cupped Liu Shiyin's face in his hands, gently kissing her forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks as if they were rare treasures.

"You always bully me."

Liu Shiyin's voice carried a hint of coquettishness, seemingly softened by the alcohol. Her tone held both accusation and a touch of playful teasing.

Her drunken state made her appear even more vulnerable and dependent, and her complaints and coquettishness gave Huo Muchen a strange sense of sweetness.

He chuckled softly, but his kisses continued, sliding gently down her earlobe, along her neck, and finally settling on her collarbone.

"I didn't bully you, baby. How could I bear to bully you?"

He murmured in a hoarse voice, his tone full of tenderness and comfort, as if trying to soothe her inner grievances and unease.

"It's definitely there, um..."

Before she could finish speaking, her cool lips were covered by a warm one.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, his lips lingering on hers. The sudden kiss caught her off guard like a storm. He pried open her lips and teeth, deftly entering them. His sweet, moist tongue lingered on hers, savoring the taste of her lips.

Under Huo Muchen's gentle yet masterful kissing skills, Liu Shiyin finally couldn't suppress the emotions welling up within her and tilted her head back to respond to him.

Her small mouth was slightly open, and her fragrant tongue responded to his exploration. With the occasional caress of his nose, the kiss became more and more intense.