She raised her head.
Fang Yuhuan maintained his previous posture, the two were very close, and when she raised her head, it seemed that she could even sense the other's breath.
His gaze was calm, as if nothing could make this man show any hesitation or uncertainty.
But only Fang Yuhuan himself knew how anxious he felt inside at this moment.
His hand resting on the sofa behind Gu Shengyin had long sunk tightly into it.
He exerted so much force that his knuckles ached, but Fang Yuhuan didn't care.
Only this slight pain could make him feel the reality of the person in front of him.
He watched the person beneath him raise her head, looking at him with those beautiful eyes.
His heart suddenly lifted.
He knew that she already had an answer.
Then, that face came closer and closer to him.
Something warm lightly touched her left cheek.
He was astonished, then he saw the person in front of him bloom into a smile like a flower.
"Then, as you wish."
