Sometimes love between people doesn't need to be so dramatic; sometimes love is just this kind of peaceful tranquility.
A little thing, even the tiniest detail, is filled with endless affection.
Sheng Yanxiao rested his chin on Su Weiyi's shoulder and spoke softly: "I don't want to eat this."
"So what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
"I want to eat you."
The sun broke through the clouds, shining through the glass window, casting light on the two embracing people. In this warm morning light, Su Weiyi's cheeks gradually turned completely red.
She lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, reaching out to hold Sheng Yanxiao's hand that was wrapped around her waist and gave it a gentle push: "Don't be spoiled, go brush your teeth."
Sheng Yanxiao chuckled twice, but obediently let go of her and turned to go wash up.
Su Weiyi's cheeks were still hot, but gradually she had a thought that was very embarrassing, very bold, yet very sweet.
