What woman wouldn't be pleased to hear those words?
Xiang Wan's gaze landed on his earlobe before drifting to his chest.
This guy, always saying pretty words but never wearing any earrings or brooches; she still dutifully wore the ones he gave her.
Feeling a sense of imbalance in her heart, she thought to get up, but Zuo Xingyun pressed her down by the small of her back, "I'm a bit tired, sit with me for a bit."
Clearly hearing the lazy tiredness in his voice, Xiang Wan realized this wasn't the time to be petulant, so she quietly allowed him to hold her.
Zuo Xingyun, enjoying it as if savoring this rare leisure time, leaned against her.
The evening breeze was gentle, the shadows of the trees swayed, all was peaceful.
The serene tranquility was broken by a sudden ringtone from a phone.
Xiang Wan fumbled to take out her phone to check - it was a call from Shi Nian'an.
She smiled apologetically at Zuo Xingyun, "I need to go to my room. You should rest early."