Yuntian said, pulling her hand to his chest, "Only this heart."
Inside, it's filled with her.
In his rare gentle words, there was an unwavering tone, as if declaring his determination and courage to her.
Tianxing looked up at him dazedly, under the amber candlelight, his handsome charm still couldn't be concealed.
Her hand was wrapped in his warm large hand, beneath which was his strong and powerful heartbeat, and the scent around her nose was so reassuring and pleasant.
"Are you a magician or something?" Tianxing murmured and asked.
"Hmm?" Yuntian raised an eyebrow, looking at her.
Not knowing where her quirky imagination was wandering off to this time.
This silly woman, shouldn't she be moved to tears, throwing herself into his arms by now?
"You must have cast some spell on me; otherwise, how could I love you so devotedly?" Tianxing looked at the man in front of her, entranced.
