"..." Chen Yiran stared at her intently for a long while before parting his lips slightly, his voice deep as he inquired, "What do you think I mean when I say something meaningful?"
"Eh... Isn't it... that??" Tianxin faltered slightly, her gaze sweeping over Chen Yiran's face, but all she perceived was his stern and serious expression.
"So in your mind, other than that matter, everything else is meaningless??" Chen Yiran slightly raised his eyebrow, a hint of teasing in his voice as he turned to Tianxin.
"Hehe... Nonsense!" Tianxin chuckled dryly, snappily retorting at Chen Yiran.
"..." Chen Yiran furrowed his brows, looking at Tianxin, then gently pressed his hand to her shoulder, suggesting, "Since you're so tired, why don't you lie down and watch TV, and let me give you a massage??"