"Will we... be happy forever?"
Ling Chuxia stared at Shi Che, her heart brimming and stuffed full by his words. A faint smile played on her lips as she nodded vigorously, "Mhm, we will continue to be happy like this, with no end in sight."
Shi Che looked at her, a soft glow in his eyes, his smile warm.
After lying down for a while, Ling Chuxia suddenly reached for her phone, unlocked the screen, brought up the cara app, and quickly took a photo of Shi Che.
Shi Che narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why are you taking pictures of ?"
"You’re handso!" Ling Chuxia replied as she looked at the photo she had taken, nodding in satisfaction. She really had an eye for n; the one she picked was devastatingly handso.
Shi Che, not expecting such an answer, was taken aback for a mont and then couldn’t help but laugh, his gaze shifting to Ling Chuxia. She held her phone up high, her dark eyes fixed on the screen, admiring the photo she had sneakily taken of him.
His hand shot out, snatching Ling Chuxia’s phone, and then he took a photo of her, a click resounding.
Ling Chuxia opened her eyes wide in surprise and instinctively asked, "Why did you take a photo of ?"
Shi Che’s lips curled up in a smile as he replied, "Because you’re beautiful."
Her laughter burst forth at his words. She nodded assertively, her chin held high, "Of course, I am."
Shi Che loved this confident look of hers the most. He couldn’t resist moving closer and captured her delicate red lips with his own.
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After a whole day of fun, returning to the villa, Ling Chuxia didn’t feel a hint of exhaustion. It seed as long as she was with Shi Che, she always had a surplus of energy.
Ling Chuxia leaned on the couch, phone in hand, flipping through the photos she had taken that day—one of Shi Che alone, many selfies of herself, and even more of her and Shi Che together.
In these photos, their smiles were so bright, so happy—through the phone screen, one could feel the thick sense of bliss.
As Ling Chuxia watched, she lightly touched the screen, tracing the contours of Shi Che’s face. She thought she finally had the confidence to tell Shi Che about her inability to get pregnant.
She didn’t know what the outco would be after she shared this, but she believed in his feelings for her, his love.
No matter his choice, she would no longer be afraid.
Ling Chuxia took a deep breath, clenched her hand tightly, and then stood up to walk towards the small garden outside the villa.
There was a swing in the garden. She walked over, sat down, took out her phone, opened WeChat, found Mr. S, and quickly typed a line of text. Her fingers paused before sending it.
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Shi Che had just co out of the bathroom, sitting on the bed drying his hair, when his phone on the nightstand buzzed and beeped.
Shi Che’s action of wiping his hair paused montarily, he glanced over, then reached for the phone— it was a WeChat ssage from Chuxia.
Chuxia: [Shi Che, co out to the garden after you’ve finished bathing, I... I have sothing to tell you.]
Shi Che stared at the ssage, a glint passing swiftly through his eyes, his lips curling up at the corners. Then he closed WeChat and quickly made a phone call.
As soon as the other party answered, he said, in a deep and crisp voice, "Start preparing now."
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