She hummed the song softly, feeling more and more emotional.
As he listened to her sing, he suddenly smiled at her and said,""It seems that Madam's voice is quite good. Have you ever thought of developing into a God of Songs?"
"I don't want to." She immediately refused.
"Why?" A certain man felt that this little woman liked to sing. She would hum a few words when she was taking a bath at home or playing with her phone.
"I don't want to be too busy." She thought for a moment and said in a low voice.
It was too warm to lean on his back. If they were too busy in the future, would they spend more time apart than together? If that was the case, she would rather give up many things and choose to live a peaceful life.
Mo Yancheng knew what she meant and did not continue. He smiled and quickened his pace.
"It smells so good. What is it?" She suddenly smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air.
