Shi Wei lightly tapped her lips with his fingertip, the corners of his mouth curling into a gentle smile. "Zhizhi, do you know what kind of relationship allows one to kiss here?"
"I know."
"Then, tell me, how are you going to take responsibility for me? Hmm?"
Yu Zhi pressed her lips together, her cheeks and neck gradually tinged with a delicate blush.
After a long pause, she lifted her eyes to meet his, summoning all her courage: "You—"
"Zhizhi, be with me, will you?" Shi Wei couldn't bear to make her speak first in the end.
His gaze was gentle, indulgent, as if the vast world held only room for her alone.
Yu Zhi's long lashes trembled slightly. "Okay."
As soon as she agreed, she lowered her head and covered her stomach, hurriedly changing the topic. "I'm a little hungry."
For some reason, whether it was Shi Wei's personal bias or something else, he felt that her typically calm and cool voice carried a subtle hint of softness this time.
