"Xiao Qin and I will also be happy for our entire lives, just like my future parents-in-law," Ling Ao said.
At this moment, a song finally came to an end.
Ling Ao hurried to Gui Qinshu's side and said, "Alright, you've been dancing all night. Take a break, or else you'll start complaining about sore feet again."
"No, I'm so happy, I'm not tired at all," Gui Qinshu replied with a smile as radiant as blooming flowers, hooking her jade arm around her fiancé's neck coquettishly, "If my feet hurt later, you have to take responsibility and massage them for me."
At that moment, she felt an overwhelming affection for Ling Ao, for all the glory of the night had been given to her by him.
Her words were both coy and reproachful, nearly melting Ling Ao's heart, yet he put on a stern face and said, "I'll be busy later; I won't have time."
