C190 (1/2)

Gong Lingqian looked at An Xingchen dotingly and pinched the tip of his nose: ”I'll keep the bowl in the kitchen. Tomorrow, a servant will come over to take care of it.”

With that, Gong Lingqian unquestionably packed the tableware together and brought it into the kitchen.

”Let's go. Didn't we say to go and eat?” Let's go for a walk in the back garden. ”

Just as Gong Lingqian finished speaking, the big palm carrying a burning hot temperature grabbed onto An Xingchen's small hand and pulled An Xingchen towards the garden.

The back garden occupied a huge area of land, and there was a winding pebble path on the ground. On both sides of the path, there were all sorts of luxuriant-purple flowers, to the point that An Xingchen couldn't even call for a variety of flowers.

Being surrounded by flowers was much more beautiful than being on the balcony.

In addition, the air in the garden was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, making people feel extremely comfortable.

There was a large field of flowers, and the flowers were blooming and flourishing. The leaves were neatly trimmed and well tended. It was clear that there was someone in charge here.

There was a tree beside the flower garden that An Xingchen couldn't call out on every ten steps, there was even a chair placed under the shade of the tree.

The sky had completely darkened by now, and the warm orange light from the street lamps shone down, adding a sense of warmth to the whiteness.

The night was fine, the sky black with stars.

Everything was beautiful like a fairy tale.

Looking at the zigzagging cobblestone path in front of him, for a moment, An Xingchen even thought in her heart that it would be great if she could keep walking like this while holding onto Gong Lingqian's hand, all the way until their hair turned white.

Thinking about that, An Xingchen's heart trembled. The big hand that was holding Gong Lingqian subconsciously tightened a bit, and his ten fingers held tightly onto Gong Lingqian's slender fingers.

Gong Lingqian calmly looked down at An Xingchen's hands that were clasped tightly together with his, and the corner of his mouth bent slightly, but in an instant, Gong Lingqian guessed what An Xingchen was thinking, and a usually deep and pleasant voice that was filled with a trace of gentleness slowly spoke: ”An Xingchen, do you know, once I hold your hand, I will not let go.”

After saying that, Gong Lingqian's voice paused, then he glared at An Xingchen with an unquestionable gaze: ”Also, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to let go of my hand, understand?”

's heart was filled with sweetness, his entire heart seemed to be submerged in comfortable warm water. Looking at the overbearing and arrogant yet delicate Gong Lingqian, the smile on An Xingchen's face grew even wider, and she nodded towards Gong Lingqian with utmost seriousness: ”Mn, I won't ever let go of him again in this life.”

The moment An Xingchen's words fell, under the pure white moonlight, Gong Lingqian lowered his head, grabbed An Xingchen's chin, and deeply kissed it.

A possessive kiss, as if swearing sovereignty, but also as if sealing this promise.

The kiss was so quick and fierce that An Xingchen and Gong Lingqian's breathing became a mess.

When An Xingchen was almost out of breath from kissing, Gong Lingqian smiled, and withdrew his red and swollen lips from being kissed with satisfaction.