Her Fantasy Had Been Dashed

"Hmm?" He did not stop. "What's wrong?" "..." She didn't speak, but shook her head gently. Nothing. She just wanted to call his name like that... She put her chin on his shoulder, her arms around his neck, and her legs swayed as he walked. This was not the first time that they were so intimate. He hugged her before. But this time, because of her position, she could observe him recklessly. His short and inky hair, his beautiful ears and neck, the smell of sandalwood and smoke on his body, were so clear in such a short distance, enticing all her senses.   "How long has it been? How long has it been since the last time someone has ever carried her like this?" She's down in her memory lane, "Oh, it seems that the last time I was carried, it's more than ten years ago by my father." Even if with Theodore Chao, her nominal fiancée later, he had never treated her like this. She's touched and she wanted to cry. She had been tempted to shed tears several times tonight, in such a short period of