"No rush, I'm not in a hurry. I'll listen to you," Lu Tingli's handsome face showed an understanding smile.
Xia Ningxing couldn't help but lean in closer and whispered in his ear, "Lu, why are you so good?"
"It's not that I'm good, it's that I want to be good to you."
Lu Tingli's deep and melodious voice, like that of a cello, slowly rose within the carriage.
Those familiar with him knew that he was so cold as to be almost heartless, but she was his beloved. So, in facing her, he was willing to retract all his coldness and release endless sincerity and emotion.
Listening to his murmur, Xia Ningxing felt electrified, her lips curling into a broad smile and her cheeks blushing profusely as she excitedly covered her face with her hands.
So happy!
Like fireworks bursting in front of her eyes!
Dazzling and bright!
The car smoothly made its way home.
Xia Ningxing came back to her senses and looked down at the tickets in her hand, "Lu, shall we go have some fun?"
