The evening breeze gently brushed past, carrying his clear, mellow, and warm voice.
"So, you were sent to me?"
Zhou Huaiyi paused, holding his hand tenderly, wrapping his thick, warm hand, and looked up: "No, you were sent by God, sent to me."
Her clear voice mixed with a teasing smile, her eyes seemed to contain a sea of stars, bright and dazzling.
In the spur of the moment, Xiang Qichen lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the lips, his voice gentle: "Yes, thank God."
Though the path was said to be sparsely populated, there were always a few people passing by. Zhou Huaiyi froze on the spot, her ears burning, she rolled her eyes shyly, saying, "Someone saw us!"
His thick eyelashes fluttered lightly twice, and he shrugged with a smile: "Hmm."
Zhou Huaiyi glared at him angrily, but when she turned around to keep walking, her steps suddenly halted.
Xiang Qichen immediately followed her gaze to the side.
