Trapped

Hence, Sheng Yang was a little out of it. She looked at Yi Juncheng. "I hope we can meet again in our next life…"

The man's peach blossom eyes flickered with faint joy, then he asked patiently, "And then what?"

Sheng Yang looked at him and paused. "There's no 'then'."

Yi Juncheng was speechless.

Even at this point, she wasn't going to say anything nice, but Yi Juncheng raised his head. He was already used to it.

Toward the person he loved, he was the type who did not care about repayment and would love them as he pleased. At first, he did not expect a response, so it was already a big surprise that Yangyang chose him. He had always been humble. Then, Yangyang was willing to be with him and even liked him. She even agreed to marry him. He was already very satisfied that this love could last for so long.

"In our next life, I'll like you first. I'll indulge you and dote on you."