Tonight, it's still just the two of them at home. Qin Mu put down her phone, hugged him, and pressed her face against his warm chest: "Mu Yichen, this Christmas is very special."
"Because of the diamond?"
"Because of you!"
Mu Yichen lowered his head after hearing this, looking at her tenderly, which was rare.
Qin Mu didn't look up, not wanting to see him, because his image was so clear in her mind at that moment. She just needed to hug him tightly to feel what he was thinking.
Such a confession is not common.
Mu Yichen cherished it especially, tucking the hair covering her face behind her ear, and then whispered in her ear: "Can you say it again?"
"Why?"
Qin Mu looked up, her eyes as pure as water, curiously asking him, who could deny that wasn't a tender gaze?
"Because I want to record your confession to me earlier, from now on, I want to keep every word you confess to me."
Mu Yichen gazed at her with affection as he spoke to her.
"Hate it!"
