Lin Yuan looked at Gu Shengyin with a face full of smugness, as if he had known something all along.
He couldn't help but laugh too.
Holding her tightly in his arms, he sighed, "I've waited for you for a long time, and finally I've heard those words from you."
Gu Shengyin leaned against his chest, able to clearly hear his strong and rapid heartbeat—beating for her.
A mischievous thought arose in her mind, and she said, "Waiting for so long, how old was I at that time? I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."
Hearing the hidden chuckle in her words, Lin Yuan didn't expose her.
He replied very seriously, "In fact, Tian Yi, from that night ten years ago when you summoned me, it was destined that your life would only belong to me."
His heart was small, able to hold only one person.
Moreover, that person could only be her.
