Mo Yunchen leaned against the bed, looking at Qin Qin, stunning as if she stepped out of a painting, his phoenix eyes darkened. "My Qinqin is very beautiful!"
Qin Qin, hearing his words, lifted her cherry lips, blushing like the delicate flowers of April, stunningly beautiful to the point of making one's heart race.
She walked towards him, leaning into his embrace. "Only beautiful for you alone!"
Mo Yunchen hugged her, his thin lips curved slightly, and planted a kiss on her lovely forehead, his voice deep. "Mmm!"
"Mo Yunchen, please don't do this in the future, okay? It makes me worry, feel bad, and suffer."
Her clear, beautiful voice murmured softly.
His powerless right hand tightened slightly, holding her close.
"...Okay!"
Even if there were a next time, he would do the same without hesitation.
