The Land of Joy was, of course, wonderful.
Everything here had met the pioneers' conception of heaven since their arrival.
But Zhou Baiyu only wanted to know, didn't the Land of Joy have anything other than joy?
Was it truly nonexistent, or was it that they dared not have it?
When he caught the glimmer of a tear in Jiang Lu's eyes, Zhou Baiyu also revealed a smile, wrapped his arms around Jiang Lu's waist, and with a swift lift, buried her completely into his chest.
In doing so, no one saw Jiang Lu's face.
In that moment, listening to Jiang Xianwu's strong and powerful heartbeat, Jiang Lu quickly adjusted her emotions.
"Don't recall sad things. Don't let anyone see your flaw, you're just crying from extreme joy, right?"
This voice was very soft, and amidst the carnival, Zhou Baiyu nearly whispered these words into Jiang Lu's ear so she could hear.
He seemed to have momentarily forgotten just how lethal this body was to women.
