He pressed down on her head, leaned in to look her in the eye, his gaze gentle yet penetrating; "Hmm, I know."
Your feelings for me, I've always known.
Zhou Huaiyi hastily reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, her face pressed to his chest, speaking with righteousness: "Qi Chen, don't worry, no matter how heavy your idol baggage is, I will always love you immensely!"
Xiang Qichen: "..."
Xiang Qichen rubbed his forehead helplessly, caught between laughter and tears: "Zhou Huaiyi, are you praising me or mocking me?"
Zhou Huaiyi stared blankly, scratched her face, and after pondering for a bit, opened her mouth to stubbornly cover it up: "Anyway, I just love you!"
Xiang Qichen: "..."
——
On the weekend, Zhou Huaiyi finally had some free time. While Xiang Qichen went out to shoot a movie, she got up early to visit Kang Xuan's home downstairs.
The doorbell rang twice, but no one responded.
