"Alright!" Jian Yanyan almost cried with emotion, nodding vigorously.
"Shall we eat first?" His large hand enveloped her small one, warm, with a voice that's gentle and soothing, like sipping warm tea on a winter's day.
Jian Yanyan felt a comforting sensation in her heart.
They had both been honest with each other, and neither was put off; surely, things could only progress well from here.
Thinking this, she wanted to share the good news with Qin Yin.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Jian Yanyan a bit absent-minded, Ning Yang asked.
Jian Yanyan quickly gathered her thoughts, deciding she'd mention it later tonight.
She smiled slightly, shaking her head, "It's nothing."
Then she tilted her head and asked, "Ning Yang, Yinyin introduced us, so, now, does this mean we are together?"
"Silly, of course, we're together." Ning Yang reached out and ruffled her hair, suddenly feeling stirred; no girl had ever made him feel this strange yet comfortable sensation.
