The two of them walked on the street in the evening, just like any other ordinary couple or husband and wife who had just finished work. Su Li leaned on his shoulder and muttered to himself, " ah Nian, without you, there would be no one to stand by my side in the evening. You didn't ask me if the porridge was warm. I like you so much, so why can't you just agree to it? "
Ah Nian's heart skipped a beat.
"In fact, no matter whether I wear silk or linen clothes, bright or disheveled, they can't compare to you giving me a nod of comfort." She continued.
When he said this, it really softened people's hearts.
Ah Nian's heart started to ripple uncontrollably.
Although he knew that she had fallen in love with this version of himself, every time he heard her confession, his heart would be complicated and obscure. In the depths of his heart, there was also sweetness that no one could see.
But he didn't dare to let it spread.
He controlled his emotions.
