The Precious Thing (2)

A moment later, Chu Weixu raised his hand. Seeing the shiny object on his ring finger, he couldn't help but caress it. Suddenly, there was a smile that accompanied the joyous mood in his heart.

At that time, Ai Zhiyi hadn't slept yet and was simply lying on Chu Weixu's shoulder comfortably. Yet as soon as he felt Chu Weixu's arm lift up, he automatically opened his eyes and saw Chu Weixu caressing his ring so gently as if the gentleness came from the depth of his heart.

By how the expression appeared on Chu Weixu's face, Ai Zhiyi could guess what Chu Weixu was feeling at that moment.

Ai Zhiyi instantly got amazed. A smile etched with a fine scratch on his face. His shady eyes also seemed to be filled with contentment amidst the softness in his eyes.