"It's probably made of water and blood, in terms of its components," Yan Zhen Guo said seriously as he lay next to Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao couldn't help but laugh at the mention of water and blood. She reached out and rubbed her fingers, then playfully glanced at Yan Zhen Guo and said, "You don't have logical arguments, but you sure have a lot of twisted reasoning."
Yan Zhen Guo couldn't deny that he enjoyed the playful look Gu Fuqiao gave him. His heart fluttered, but when he remembered that his young wife seemed to be quite tired lately, he reached out, ruffled her hair, and said, "Alright, let's go to sleep early; you have work tomorrow."
Gu Fuqiao thought for a moment, deciding that Yan Zhen Guo would be hers for life and no one could take him away. So, she turned over, hugged Yan Zhen Guo's arm, and fell into a deep sleep.
After she fell asleep, Yan Zhen Guo turned around and pulled Gu Fuqiao into his embrace, sleeping through the night.
