Before, she had felt that marriage was too soon, and she wasn't certain enough of Ye Feimo's feelings. But after this incident, Wen Nuan had completely dispelled her doubts. She loved Ye Feimo, and Ye Feimo loved her too.
Since that was the case, marriage was only a matter of time, so why not sooner?
"What did you say?" Ye Feimo asked. He tried hard to recall but couldn't. He vaguely heard her say something, but it was hazy and unclear. Was it something important?
Wen Nuan's cheeks flushed, like a ripe peach, exuding an enchanting color. Her moist, peach blossom eyes shimmered with shyness and apprehension. She bit her lip, looked up at him, and then looked away, full of coy allure. Ye Feimo's heart stirred, beating a few quick rhythms. Wen Nuan wasn't a timid person, so displaying such an expression could only mean a confession?
