Ke'er's nose felt sour again, and she nestled her head on Leng Jianan's chest. She would rather listen to his heartbeat. It was her own heart.
"Don't lie to me"
"Do you have no confidence in me, or do you have no confidence in yourself?" Leng Jianan said with a smile, "In this life, I can only wait for you to dump me. It is destined, and nothing can change it."
Ke'er hugged him tighter and said affectionately: "No, we want to be together well."
"Yes, let's be together well." He kissed her forehead
The fireworks slowly faded in the sky, and everything returned to calm, a beautiful and moving ending.
"Go in the house" Ke'er took his hand and walked towards the house.
Leng Jianan took two steps and suddenly let out a low cry. He almost fell down. Fortunately, Keer held him up, but this was the most embarrassing final performance in this perfect confession.
But this in itself made Leng Jianan very annoyed. He supported his waist and said, "Hey, the safety rope is still tied around his waist."
Ke'er couldn't stop laughing
Leng Jianan took off the safety rope from his waist and entered the room with Ke'er. The two stood in the middle of the room, looking at each other softly, and suddenly they both laughed.
"It's so pretentious," Ke'er said shyly.
Up to this point, she thought it was a dream. Leng Jianan would confess his love to her, would really like her, and would make him a girlfriend who could tell the world.
"We just want to be high-profile and hypocritical to the end," Leng Jianan hugged her and said
Ke'er lamented: "If happiness is too high-profile, God will be jealous and take it away."
"Who dares to accept my happiness, Leng Jianan?" Leng Jianan said arrogantly, causing Ke'er to smile lightly.
Under the warm yellow light, with eyes as soft as water, he gently kissed her lips
This time it has a sweet taste, a lingering taste, a thin and slow taste of the long-lost sweetness.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. The two ignored it and continued to be intimate. However, the knock on the door kept coming, as if they had to be separated.
Leng Jianan frowned, turned around and hurried to the door, opened the door, and Ke'er saw a man dressed like an agent, carrying a roll of rope, nodding and bowing to Leng Jianan.
"Master Leng, can we call it a day?"
"Go away" Leng Jianan collapsed and slammed the door. Do these people have any brains? After the confession, it must be sweet. Damn it, they have never been in love.
Ke'er put her hands behind her back, tilted her head and smiled: "Young Master Leng, it's very late, you should go home."