Shi Annuo drove while asking, "Zhaozhao, do you like it?"
"Yes!" Wen Zhaozhao, with her eyes closed, stretched out her arms, savoring the moment.
"How much do you like it?" Shi Annuo asked again.
"I'm very happy, very happy, just like I love Annuo," Wen Zhaozhao said, and planted a firm kiss on Shi Annuo's face.
Shi Annuo was delighted but pretended to be jealous, "No, you can only like me the most, everything else should come after me."
Wen Zhaozhao laughed, a laughter like silver bells, blending with the sea breeze into a moving piece of music.
That night they did not return home but took out a tent from the car and set it up by the seaside.
