After Jun Moling finished his heartfelt words, he quietly waited for Shen Ruoxi's response.
However, as time passed, there was only silence around them.
He paused for a moment, looked down, and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he realized she had fallen asleep.
His earnest and heartfelt confession wasn't heard by her at all.
But it was fine, they had a long future ahead together, and he was confident that he would eventually make her understand that the woman deeply cherished in his heart, Jun Moling's heart, is none other than Shen Ruoxi.
He gently laid her flat, his gaze unable to move away from her beautiful sleeping face.
Her eyebrows were as deeply hued as distant green mountains, but they were slightly furrowed, as if lightly troubled;
Her thick, long lashes were like a delicate fan, casting a faint shadow on her fair, jade-like skin.
