When he saw her looking unhappy, Long Yang quickly pulled her into his arms. He found this funny and said, "If I said I wasn't moved by your beauty, I would be lying. Weiwei, I was already thirty the year I developed feelings for you. It was not like I haven't seen any beauties before you. After all, I was considered quite mature in terms of years by then, but no one ever caught my attention. It was not because I was ill, it was because no one could make me give them a second look. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
His words felt sweet to Lu Liangwei. Her pretty eyes blinked. "Are you trying to tell me that beautiful faces are all the same and it's my soul that had attracted you deeply?"
Long Yang took a sharp breath and his handsome face turned slightly red. He brushed her nose gently. "You're pretty thick-skinned!"
"You're the one who egged me on!" Lu Liangwei wrinkled her nose.
