The bustling night market, Lin Fan strolled through it, holding Bai Xue's small hand.
In the thick smell of gunpowder and fireworks, the crowd moved continuously like a flowing stream.
Bai Xue rested her head on Lin Fan's shoulder, her lips brimming with a happy smile.
"So you'll be going to the cultural performance tomorrow night too, right?"
"Of course, I'll definitely support you since you're dancing. But I have a small request."
Looking at Bai Xue's tender face, nourished by the dew these past days, she was becoming even more womanly.
"What request?"
Bai Xue looked at Lin Fan curiously.
"I want you to dance a number for me alone when we get back... the kind without clothes!"
Lin Fan's mischievous smile instantly made Bai Xue's cheeks flush red, but in the end, she bit her lower lip and nodded in agreement. That's just who she was; once she was committed, she'd never change, true to her love-struck nature.
