Three times is the maximum for anything
After a long time—
"...like."
Su Ran's heartbeat was fierce, her soft murmur echoing in the tranquil air.
The sound of her voice faded away.
Fu Qiyuan pulled her into his embrace again, pressing her forehead against his warm, solid chest, as a feather-light kiss landed on her inked eyebrow.
"I like you, too... no, I love you!"
Fu Qiyuan didn't know when it started, but his feelings for her had become so deep that he could not extricate himself.
He had never thought that a woman would appear in his life.
Even wanting to see her, be close to her, and keep her under his watch every moment of the day.
Everywhere he looked, there was her!
Some people, once they become addicted, once they enter the heart and seep into the marrow, there's no turning back!
Su Ran's heart melted into a mess. She wrapped her arms around the man's lean waist and nestled into his chest, feeling his irregular heartbeat.
"When will you marry me?"