Ye Xingbei's heart suddenly throbbed.
She gazed at him, entranced.
After a long while, she lifted her face, kissed Gu Junzhu's lips, and murmured, "Gu Junzhu... I love you..."
She truly loved this man deeply.
Every word he said sounded beautiful to her.
Every sentence he spoke seemed reasonable to her.
As long as he was there, her eyes would automatically follow him.
She loved everything about him.
Gu Junzhu hugged her tightly, let out a low laugh, kissed her ear, and in a charming voice, as melodious as heavenly music, said, "Ye Xiaobei... I love you too!"
By the time the car stopped at Xiao Shumiao's school gate, Ye Xingbei had calmed down for a while, but her face was still flushed like she had drunk wine, making her look even more captivating than usual.
Gu Junzhu said, "Don't get out of the car."
He really didn't want anyone to see his wife looking so delicate.
Ye Xingbei punched him, "It's all your fault!"
