"No! I was not trying to trap you!" Tang Yuran bared her teeth and stretched her hand to protect her braid, indignantly shouting at Gu Yu, "I was just joking with you."
"Really??" Gu Yu released her braid and wrapped his arm around her neck again, a hint of a smile in his eyes as he spoke in a low voice, "Since that's the case, how about you write me a love letter?"
Tang Yuran was stunned for a moment, looking up at him. As he spoke, a gentle breeze carrying the sweet scent of autumn fruits brushed past them, and his deep eyes twinkled like the bright stars in the vast night sky.
"Thump, thump..."
Tang Yuran could clearly hear the sound of her heart beating in her chest.
"If you don't speak, I'll take it as a yes," Gu Yu saw Tang Yuran stupidly standing in place without a response, and couldn't help but pinch her nose, gently smiling as he said, "I expect the love letter from you by tomorrow morning."
