Lu Wanwan, who was held in his arms, asked uncomfortably: "Why do you ask this?"
Li Jingchen looked at her lovingly and said, "Because this is the most beautiful love story I have ever heard."
"What..." Lu Wanwan blushed, and then complained softly: "Then what does it mean to say 'I love you' that I have said to you so many times?"
Li Jingchen's phoenix eyes seemed to see through her: "Don't change the subject. When you tell your son, it's me first, then him. Are you sincere?"
Lu Wanwan bit her lower lip: "So what if it is? So what if it's not? Is this important?"
"Of course it's important." Li Jingchen buried his handsome face into the back of her neck, and her faint fragrance came, making his heart enchanted.
"I never knew that I could be ranked in front of Huai'an."
In his almost emotional voice, Lu Wanwan looked dazed for a moment. Naturally, Li Jingchen didn't know. How many times when he was in danger, she thought about accompanying him life and death.
But on the surface, she said: "To be fair, you are equally important to me."
Li Jingchen's handsome face buried in the back of her neck showed a hint of helplessness: "Can't you just coax me?"
Lu Wanwan said bluntly: "I'm afraid you'll be too proud."
Hearing this, Li Jingchen chuckled: "I am indeed very proud. I have never won a victory in the matter of 'having your love' in front of my son."
These words revealed a hint of humility and melancholy in the joy.
Lu Wanwan couldn't help but turn around, looked at him and said: "Okay, I admit, this sentence 'first you, then him' is what I really mean, okay?"
After receiving her recognition, Li Jingchen couldn't help but clasp the back of her head, kissed her red lips, and was so excited that he could not speak incoherently: "Wanwan, my good Wanwan..."
"...Okay, that's enough!" Lu Wanwan's cheeks turned red when he kissed her, and she couldn't help but want to push him away.
"Not enough." Li Jingchen grabbed her wrist that was pressed against his chest, put it under her thin lips and kissed her again and again, loving her endlessly.
Lu Wanwan didn't expect that this sentence would have such a great impact on him, and couldn't help but look at him blankly.
After Li Jingchen kissed all the places he could kiss, he raised his eyes, looked lovingly at the little woman in his arms, and said emotionally: "Wanwan, I love you."
Surrounded by his passionate emotions, Lu Wanwan blurted out: "I love you too."
Their foreheads were touching, their breaths were touching, and time seemed to be pulled back to the moment seven years ago, when they just revealed their feelings to each other.
There is no conspiracy, no harm, and no revenge, just two young hearts drawn closely together because of mutual attraction, and no one or anything can separate them!
...
11pm.
An An's room was gently pushed open, and then a figure came to his bedside.
The bedside lamp was still on, illuminating An An's delicate little face on the bed.
However, even when she fell asleep, An An's eyebrows wrinkled.
Upon seeing this, the figure who came to his bed sighed softly, then gently sat down on the edge of his bed, raised his hand and rubbed his brow.
Finally, I smoothed the "little pimple" between An An's eyebrows. After a while, An An's little mouth became deflated again, looking pitiful and aggrieved.
"..." The figure sitting on the bedside looked at him quietly, giving him silent companionship.