Weilan couldn't describe her feelings; pink bubbles seemed to be fizzing up in her heart.
When he lowered his head, the bubbles in her heart completely overflowed, so many of them, spreading out endlessly. Everything in front of her eyes was filled with little pink bubbles.
That moment brought warmth that not only soothed Shen Weilan's heart, wounded by familial affection, but also Hechen's icy, solitary heart.
Weilan hesitated, still feeling a sense of guilt for Lu Hechen being with her disguised as Mu Linyun, as if she were cuckolding Gu Hechen.
Heaven knows they were the same person, originally just one person.
But their faces were not the same. It was just that she was too fond of the tenderness of the moment, so she couldn't bring herself to push him away.
Not until much later did her emotions begin to settle down a bit.
"Weilan, were you upset today?" he asked again.
Weilan paused, leaning into his embrace, and nodded.
"Are you angry?"
She obediently nodded again.
