His hug hurt her slightly, which made her want to escape from his embrace. However, before she could do that, he lowered his head and snuggled into her neck and smiled. Then his head playfully rubbed against hers, and he started chuckling like he had found something greatly satisfying.
Song Qingchun's struggle stopped and she turned to look at Su Zhinian after several seconds.
Her shoulder pillowed the man's head. His eyes were closed, and his brows relaxed with ease. His pale lips were parted in a toothy grin to reveal his pearly whites.
His smile was like the sun on a summer's day, exceptionally warm and bright. This version of Su Zhinian was completely different from the normal Su Zhinian. He was practically radiating a soft glow, endearing himself to everyone in a close vicinity, whereas normally, it felt like he was looking down on everyone from far away, even though he was just standing before them.