Feng Cheng noticed that Gu Shengyin wasn't continuing to eat, and he frowned every day: he had prepared it according to Lian Yang's usual portion, but now there was still half of the food left on the plate.
He asked, "Is it not to your taste?"
Gu Shengyin shook her head.
Feng Cheng's frown deepened.
Gu Shengyin suddenly looked at him and asked, "Feng Cheng, are you, worried that after I go to the ocean, I won't come back?"
Feng Cheng's gaze flickered, and he forced a smile, "Why would you think that."
The next moment, his hand was covered by a wave of warmth; it was Gu Shengyin placing her hand on his.
"Feng Cheng, don't worry."
Gu Shengyin looked at him with an affectionate smile: "I like Feng Cheng."
She pointed to her heart: "Here, it's you."
"So..." Don't be afraid, I won't leave you.
He barely had time to say anything more, as Feng Cheng had already kissed her deeply.
