Gu Yusheng regained his composure and held onto Qin Zhi'ai's hand as they continued their walk. After they hadn't walked far, he said casually, "Little troublemaker, let's have a baby."
It was almost empty on the pedestrian street. It was extremely quiet except a cool breeze that blew by them.
Gu Yusheng's voice sounded smooth, like he was telling her a folktale. Qin Zhi'ai had clearly heard it correctly. She suddenly stopped walking.
Gu Yusheng stopped, too, when he saw her stop in her tracks. He turned around to look at her.
The breeze passed through her hair. A few hairs flew onto his chest, while a few swept onto his neck. It tickled him, but it also gave him the feeling of comfort.
