Yan Xinxin heard Jun Shengye's call and walked to him without hesitation.
Jun Shengye looked at the face so close to him, eyes shining like stars, eyebrows like dark hills, skin as smooth as snow.
He raised his hand and gently touched Yan Xinxin's cheek.
Yan Xinxin should have had no emotional change, but she was slightly stunned, and inexplicably, Mo Chuxi's voice echoed in her mind.
"Yuan, in this world, the only one who can treat you like this is me, your Brother Xi."
His voice seemed to come from a remote valley, so ethereal.
"Ring ring."
Suddenly, there were two sounds of bells.
Yan Xinxin suddenly raised her eyes and uncontrollably met Jun Shengye's deep gaze.
"Qianyuan, remember every word I said to you, we are mutually in love and have already pledged our lives, in this life, you will marry no one but me."
Jun Shengye's voice once again guided Yan Xinxin's thoughts.
She blindly nodded, then lightly parted her cherry blossom pink lips.
