Hearing this, Ya Molian turned his head and stared at her intently, raising his hand to gently touch her nose, and then slowly moving down, his index finger lightly touching her red lips.
"Sang'er, it seems... I only have you now."
"Isn't having just me bad?"
Lin Caisang took his hand from her face and placed it on her lap.
"Just look at you, these days we've been together are so great. You cook for me, do some chores, and then dig some pits for me to jump into, life is so full. Why worry about those other people?
Moreover, you don't have only me. Isn't my family, your family? My grandmother treats you better than me. Look at my older brother and Brother Changfeng, who treat you like their own younger brother, following you around every day.
Furthermore, aren't I enough for you? How many more do you want?"
Listening to Lin Caisang's words, Ya Molian couldn't help but smile. With a little effort, he pulled her into his arms.
"Yes, having you alone is good enough."