Upon hearing these words, Long Chengyu fell silent for a moment before the arm resting on her shoulder tightened slightly.
"Then become the queen," he said softly after a while.
It took him a while before he spoke.
At his words, she glanced at him sideways and laughed, "If that's the case, wouldn't you think I'm too domineering? It seems like men prefer women who are gentle, kind, considerate, and clingy like little birds..."
"Then consider me special," Long Chengyu replied seriously after a moment's thought.
"Special? Are you admitting you like me?"
"What are you, a wise guy?"
He reprimanded her softly, tapping her head with his hand, though his eyes were filled with a tender affection.
Shu Yimo also smiled warmly, rubbing the spot on her head where he had tapped. Her hand gently clasped his fingers; their hands intertwined, and she could faintly feel the light warmth emanating from his palm. She tilted her head and quietly watched him.
"Long Chengyu..."
