With a slightly raised corner of his mouth, Han Dongchen asked, "For what? Is it hard to accept at first?"
After speaking, he stroked Su Xiaowan's small nose, then drew her into his arms, holding her and gently rubbing her back.
Finally, he whispered a sigh and spoke, "Xiao Wan, you know? Even though I didn't entirely agree with you following me, in fact, I really hoped in my heart that you would."
"Do you know why?"
After pondering for a moment, Su Xiaowan knitted her eyebrows and responded, "Dongchen, you're so contradictory. What does it mean that you don't agree but also wish for it?"
Pinching Su Xiaowan's small nose, Han Dongchen replied, "You, you little clever fox, what can't you guess?"
In all sincerity, Su Xiaowan replied, "I really can't guess, please tell me quickly."
