Lu Lijun carried Jiang Yuyan inside the glass-walled cottage, each of his steps sure and steady, rhythmic even, as if trying to calm the nervous fluttering of her heart. As she shrank further into his arms, she shyly retracted her gaze from his face and looked around.
What she saw left her breathless.
Reflected in her wide eyes was the sight of a beautiful arrangement straight out of a dream. Delicate candles the size of a palm and elegant night lamps illuminated the room with a soft warm glow, and red and pink flower petals were strewn everywhere, creating a cozy, romantic atmosphere. It was more beautiful than what she saw from the outside.
In the center of the room was a king-sized bed decorated with gauzy curtains and more flower petals for the couple.
When Lu Lijun put Jiang Yuyan down near the bed, she found herself flustered, and she continued to hold onto him as they stood extremely close to each other.
