"I dream of you every night."
"Dream of you saying you love me."
"Dream of making you happy."
"Dream of you crying."
Dang Yang spoke haltingly.
An Yue's pretty face reddened with anger.
"Dang Yang..." An Yue tried a softer approach seeing firmness wouldn't work.
She was always a woman who could bend or stretch as needed.
Hearing An Yue's soft, breathy voice calling his name made Dang Yang weak all over.
"Hmm?" Dang Yang responded absentmindedly.
"Don't... please..." An Yue pleaded softly, "What if my parents see us?"
"Father and Mother went out," Dang Yang said absentmindedly.
In the past, he hadn't experienced this, and he endured for so many years.
But having experienced it now, every night was so hard to bear.
"...An En is still here," An Yue said.
"An En is very sensible and won't disturb us," Dang Yang said in a hoarse voice.
An Yue: "..."
An En is very sensible? Won't disturb them?
What did Dang Yang mean by that?
