"Amou, I really like you. You don't need to like me, just my liking you is enough," Ye Qilan murmured to himself.
He wanted to give her all his love, to warm her life.
Su Hongxing was somewhat taken aback and momentarily didn't know how to respond.
Based on Ye Qilan's domineering nature, if he liked her, he would surely want her to like him back. This version of Ye Qilan, so unlike the domineering and assertive Ye Qilan, was almost unrecognizable.
Being held like this by Ye Qilan, Su Hongxing soon felt drowsy again. At some point, his embrace had become a place of comfort for her, a refuge she no longer wished to resist.
Hearing her steady breathing, Ye Qilan knew that this woman had fallen asleep.
This time, he had truly come to a realization. With the world being so unpredictable, instead of being fixated on whether or not she loved him, it was better to cherish the present.
