"I remember," Lu Yang nodded. "My brother used to perform 'North Bridge' in street music variety shows."
Jiang Yanzhou smiled. "It's not that you trust me, it's that you have no ulterior motives towards me, not even a bit."
Lu Yang, feeling drowsy, closed her eyes and leaned on him. "Hmm... Did your sister ask you to go back?"
"I'll go back in a few days to take care of things, and then I'll come find you," Jiang Yanzhou said. He lifted her waist and carried her, walking to the edge of the bed. He gently placed her down and knelt beside her, bowing his head and asking, "Do you like me?"
He sniffed her neck, his nose brushing against her skin. His kisses moved from bottom to top, his dry lips lightly pecking hers.
Her emotions fluctuated greatly, most notably in her physical reactions. Lu Yang felt overwhelming tiredness, becoming increasingly sleepy.
She opened her sleepy eyes and said, "How could I not like you..."
