This time she wouldn't let go halfway, she hoped he could be consistent throughout.
"Okay," Qin Jian promised her, "I, as a warrior, promise you, I will never leave you!"
An Hao smiled, looking up at Qin Jian who was a head taller than her. He too was looking at her, and though there was clearly a flame burning in his eyes, his behavior was restrained and self-controlled.
He was always so disciplined, even in his past life!
He liked An Hao, and even when his blood was running hot with impulse, he would not overstep boundaries with her until their relationship was defined.
Before, even a kiss was but a brief touch.
Looking at Qin Jian like this, An Hao couldn't help but recall in her past life how he always wore a cold face, yet silently devoted so much for her.
When she had her period, he would prepare sanitary napkins and boil ginger tea, placing it by the desk without a word, yet every action showed his care.