She doesn't hope for him to be the only one who always gives. Receiving too much love makes one feel happy, but it can also be a burden. She worries if he might get tired of this life one day. She also wants him to feel happy because of her love.
Jiang Jingheng held her face in his hands and gently said, "Of course you love me. If you didn't love me, you wouldn't be with me."
Mu Yan looked into his smiling eyes and suddenly didn't know what to say.
Isn't he too easily satisfied?
"I don't want to talk to you anymore, let's go." She turned and walked forward, but her hand still remained holding his.
Jiang Jingheng looked at their interlocked hands, a slight smile appearing on his lips, and quickened his pace to catch up with her, wrapping her whole body in his arms to keep her safe.
Mu Yan's initially pouting lips eventually relaxed, a sweet smile appearing on her face, and her body leaned closer into his embrace.
"Husband, I'm a little cold," she said softly.
