Gan Yuan shrank her neck and frowned, thinking hard.
The man lay on his side next to her, his fingers twirling a lock of her hair, waiting quietly.
...
After a while, she lifted her face, her dark eyes seriously gazing into his.
"Ajue... is that okay? I'm sorry, I really can't think of anything else."
Actually, not many people had called him by his name throughout his life.
Apart from the elders calling him Xiaojue, others would respectfully address him as "Your Highness," "Duke," and the like. No one had ever addressed him in such a manner before.
The simple address, coming from her lips, was full of intimacy.
The man lifted the corner of his lips and nodded.
"From now on, call me that."
Seeing him so happy, she also naturally smiled.
"Alright."
In the pocket of his suit, his cell phone vibrated.
Huangfu Jue pulled out the phone, glanced at the number, answered the call, and listened for a moment.