"Anything's fine." She really didn't care how many children they had.
The two of them stopped talking and just gazed into each other's eyes. In their eyes, there was only each other; everything else in the world had disappeared.
The flow of the air slowed down, carrying with it a flirtatious scent.
Gu Yixuan's hand, after caressing her waist for a while, started to wander upwards uncontrollably.
Mo Ran clutched tightly to his clothes, her entire mind focused on his hand.
His touch seemed magical; the mere brush of it on her body made her shiver involuntarily.
Feeling the atmosphere becoming more and more intense, Gu Yixuan decided to strike up a conversation to divert his attention, fearing that he might lose control otherwise.
"Ranran, where do you like to go for fun? I'll take you there in the future."
"Shangri-La, I guess, I heard it's really nice. What about you, where do you like to go?"
