He suddenly laughed. What an intoxicating moment this is!
His entire being seemed to swell, thoroughly and completely. At that moment, not even heaven and earth felt so majestic.
"Brother Donglin... I love you..."
I had believed those words would sound so awkward, so overly sentimental, yet somehow, they just slipped out.
At that moment, he suddenly felt he could give up everything for this. He held her tightly, lost in extreme euphoria, with only one thought echoing in his mind: 'To die among peonies, a romantic ghost I'd be…' So *that's* what they meant!
The moonlight gradually sank westward. The heat in the room also slowly began to subside.
She lay in the crook of his arm, her senses filled with his strong, masculine scent that permeated the air. It's a sense of security.
His voice was incredibly gentle, "Xixi, we should have a child."
