"Holding your hand, growing old together." Upon hearing the young man's words, Wu Mi's beautiful eyes sparkled. People are emotional creatures, especially women.
Previously, even though she married Chen Mo, she still didn't have that sense of attachment or reliance. However, after giving herself to Chen Mo and exchanging vows, it was like she had given a piece of her heart to Chen Mo.
"Husband..." Wu Mi nestled closer into Chen Mo's embrace.
Having lost her mother at a young age and learned medicine, she had experienced much life and death, making her emotions cooler than others', so she could look Chen Mo in the eye without shyness, her heart unperturbed by trivial matters.
But once emotions arose, she was just like any other woman.
"What's the matter?" Chen Mo stroked Wu Mi's silky hair, but his mind involuntarily recalled the earlier sensation, making him feel itchy inside.
