Su Wan snuggled into the arms of Jiang Xuecheng and felt his strong heartbeat.
She sized up Jiang Xuecheng's handsome face as if he was a sculpture. A trace of joy and gratitude flashed across her slightly red eyes.
The heaven was still kind to her after all. If something really happened to Jiang Xuecheng, Su Wan did not know what she should do.
It was so good that he was fine...
Su Wan's tears fell on the back of Jiang Xuecheng's hand, burning his heart, and some strong emotions rose in the heart.
"Okay, don't cry anymore. If you continue like this, your eyes will turn into walnuts."
Jiang Xuecheng pinched Su Wan's face with his hand. A smile slowly appeared, and there was indescribable sympathy and love in his eyes.
"Okay," Su Wan replied softly, and a trace of joy spread in her heart.
