239 Yang Yun, I’m Sorry (1/2)

The couple stayed in each others' embrace for a long time.

Yang Yun let Mingyue cry her heart out, while he tightened his hug and apologized that he did not come for her sooner. Even when her tears dried, and her cry stopped, Mingyue stayed in Yang Yun's embrace. None of them wanted to move.

It has been a while since they have been like that.

Although they have hugged that way when Yang Yun found her in this world, the feeling was not the same.

In the past few months, they were a new couple in love. But right now, they were husband and wife who haven't seen each other for more than six years. They missed each other. Even staying in each others' embrace wasn't enough.

Yang Yun tightened his arms around Mingyue. Afraid that he might hurt her, Yang Yun slowly loosened his embrace. He was holding her like a very precious treasure. Yang Yun put his nose on her hair and inhaled the familiar, yet different fragrance coming from her.

A few minutes passed, and Mingyue stirred. Her nose felt stuffy. So, when Mingyue tried to breathe in his scent, she could not smell anything.

After a while, Mingyue noticed that something was wrong.

Yang Yun's shirt was wet from her tears and snot!

Seeing that, Mingyue pulled away from her husband and gasped as she inspected the mess. Their gaze met for a few seconds before Mingyue buried her face back to his chest. She wanted to look at his face, but once Mingyue realized that her eyes and face might be swollen from crying, Mingyue buried her face into his chest even more.

”What are you doing?” Yang Yun asked. There was a hint of joy in his tone. He tried to pull away to look at her face, but his wife only lowered her head further.

”Don't look at me. I'm probably ugly from crying too much,” she made a sniffling sound. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

His lips instinctively curled up. ”Where are you ugly? My wife is always beautiful.”

”Don't lie,” Mingyue said. ”Anyway, you cannot look at me right now.”

”When did I lie to you?” Yang Yun placed a kiss on her hair. ”Didn't they say beauty lies in the eye of the beholder? In my eyes, you will always be beautiful.”

”When did you learn sweet talking?”

Yang Yun chuckled. ”Mingyue?”

A few seconds passed before Mingyue made a sound. ”Un.”

”Let me look at your face, alright?”

”No,” Mingyue hesitated. ”Just, give me a few minutes.”

”But I miss you,” Yang Yun said. ”Don't you miss me too?”

Jiang Mingyue clenched her fist on Yang Yun's shirt. Slowly, she pulled away and looked up. Their gaze met again. This time, Mingyue did not try to look elsewhere. Instead, she started to study his face. His face has indeed grown more refined. Her brow furrowed slightly at the sight of new scars on his face.

Subconsciously, Mingyue began to trace her fingers on his face. It started at his eyebrow, then his eyes, nose, and lips. ”When did you grow this good looking?” she asked.