An Ziqi raised her hand, gently brushing her fingertips across the corner of his eye, and smiled warmly, "Even if I have to rehearse lines, my whole life I'll only rehearse them for you."
Before she met Xiao Moli, she once thought that she might just have to find someone casually to live with, respecting each other like guests.
But after meeting him, she realized that love could be this hard to let go.
She only wanted to grow old with him, and all those words were heartfelt.
Xiao Moli turned around, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her fiercely.
No matter how angry he was or how much he wanted to teach her a lesson, this little thing always found a way to subdue him.
The words she spoke unintentionally always hit him straight in the heart, making him willing to give for her, to indulge in her.
An Ziqi's eyes curved with a smile, wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him back.
