Resting in his embrace, Feng Yueya laughed contently and said, "Yuan, I could recognize you even with my eyes closed…"
Don't ask her why, she just could.
It was a feeling, an instinct…
Yun Shangyuan pulled her closer and rested his chin on the top of her head, whispering gently, "Yue Yaya, can we stay together like this forever?"
"Yes."
"You will never leave me, will you?"
"Yes."
She would never leave him, unless he no longer wanted her.
Even if she really did leave, she would find every way possible to return to his side…
In this world, nothing could separate them.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Both hands shot out simultaneously: one a paper, the other a pair of scissors.
"Haha, you lost again. I'll ask you, how old were you when you stopped nursing?" Feng Yueya asked triumphantly.
She and Yun Shangyuan were playing rock-paper-scissors, where the loser had to answer a question from the winner.
