"Leng Yan!"
Wen Nuan gritted her teeth and forcefully dug her fingers into his, but Leng Yan remained motionless. Finally, she exhaled angrily, rolled her eyes at him, and closed her eyes again.
Sweet and warm scenes unfurled before her eyes.
There was him, and there was her.
Joyful laughter, sweet embraces. She tasted the flavor of love because of him. He also said he dared to embrace love again because a heaven-sent angel named Wen Nuan came to him.
Her heart overflowed with happiness, yet tears still wet her eyelashes, rolling slowly down her cheeks, falling onto his fingers. Leng Yan was suddenly startled and opened his eyes.
"What are you looking at!"
Wen Nuan felt a gaze fixed on her face. She wiped away her tears and said irritably.
Leng Yan's lips moved as if to speak, but remembering her previous warning, he closed his mouth again, pressing his lips tightly while looking at her, yet he still didn't let go of his hand.
