Once inside the hot air balloon, Yang Mi sat in Tang Jun's arms with her back touching his chest, his head on her shoulders with his arms around her waist.
Yang Mi sighed in complete bliss enjoying the pure essence of that moment. Everything was so surreal, it was so beautiful that she couldn't even find the words to describe this moment. It was as if she was in heaven with the clouds around her, with the sun rays touching them lightly and creating this beautiful contrast of different colors.
"Are you happy?" Tang Jun asked intertwining their fingers and kissing them lightly.
"Hmmm..." Yang Mi nodded. "You know this is the best thing you have done for me. Thank God you didn't bring me to those boring art museum. Otherwise, you would have found yourself single on Valentine's day."
Tang Jun pouted.
