Xiao Changyi was the first to enter An Jing's tent.
As soon as he entered, Xiao Changyi extended his hand towards An Jing.
An Jing followed inside and saw Xiao Changyi reaching out his hand to her. She felt both amused and sweet at the same time, but still placed her hand into Xiao Changyi's and let him lead her.
Xiao Changyi held An Jing's hand and sat her down.
An Jing sat very close to Xiao Changyi, then leaned into his embrace, while Xiao Changyi was holding her left hand with one and wrapping the other arm around her.
"My husband," An Jing looked up with a smiling face, eyes twinkling, "You're so good, I don't even know how to describe you anymore."
Xiao Changyi said: "You're also good."
An Jing simply hugged Xiao Changyi's waist, "But I think you're the best. So much better than me."
"In my heart, you're also the best, much better than me," Xiao Changyi gazed deeply at her. Every word and every sentence was without any falsehood.
