The Most Silent Love (1)

Song Qingchun raised her head to look at Tang Nuan.

Tang Nuan held her gaze, and the smile on her face was brilliant. Even her voice had dropped to a seductive drawl. "…The paper note also contained a small poem. The handwriting was nice, as was the poem. It struck my heart the first time I read it…"

Tang Nuan turned over to look at Qin Yinan as if reminiscing about their shared history. That shared gaze was overflowing with love.