Gong Heng thought her shouting was very cute.
She always spoke in a soft and gentle voice; such bold yelling, aside from the times she got frustrated with him and screamed in a frenzy, had never happened before.
In her ear, Gong Heng said loudly, "Say it, you love me!"
Mu Mian was startled, her body trembling.
The next moment, she smiled shyly while hiding in his embrace.
Then, the strong wind and the waves were her voice: "Brother! I love you! I love you! I love you!"
In Gong Heng's eyes was endless, lingering tenderness, as he pulled her even more tightly into his embrace, "Your voice is really pleasant to the ear. After nurturing it for eleven years, I finally heard these words from you."
He loved her, it had already seeped into his marrow, merged into his blood, becoming a part of his life even more important than himself.
Heaven knows, how many years Gong Heng had been waiting for these words.
