Huang yize wasn't someone who knew how to say sweet nothings. In order to make his voice gentler, he deliberately lowered it. However, this way, it was more magnetic, like a murmuring stream, and it was especially moving.
Yun Bilu snuggled up to Huang yize."You're so nice when I'm dreaming."
Hearing Yun Bilu's words and looking at her satisfied expression, Huang yize suddenly felt his heart ache. The way he held Yun Bilu became gentler and more attentive.
He kissed Yun Bilu's lips and carried her in his arms. With only his arms around her, she was almost stuck to his body. She was so soft and boneless that she couldn't walk at all.
Yun Bilu thought that she was drunk, or that she subconsciously wanted her to be immersed in this self-righteous illusion. It felt so real, or maybe it was reality, or maybe it was just like a dream. Even if it was a dream, Yun Bilu didn't want to wake up.
