With that, the person who had been much shorter than him now stood much taller.
He looked up, kissed Muwan's lips, and pleaded, "Not mad anymore, right?"
"Am I a glass cup or glass shards?"
"My treasure."
"Chicken feet?"
Gu Jiangnian:...
During their argument, Jiang Muwan had brought up all the harsh words again, putting Gu Jiangnian in such a difficult position that he complained incessantly.
What goes around comes around.
That saying is not without reason.
That night, the romance was unending.
Separated for a week, plus Gu Jiangnian's intention to make up to Muwan, he put in even more effort.
The big bed in the bedroom bore too much joy.
In the throes of passion, she called him Yunzhang, over and over again, sending ripples through Gu Jiangnian's heart, wishing he could melt into her flesh and blood.
At the peak, his voice was earnest and deep, and he told her word by word, "I love you, Manman."
Gu Jiangnian was gone, beyond redemption.