Lu Beicheng's warmth pressed against her face, and his breath gently exhaled by her ear. Gu Nanyan, holding the bowl, coaxed him, "Okay, okay, I don't like anyone else, I only like you."
At this moment, Gu Nanyan was cajoling Lu Beicheng just like she would coax Little Treasure.
After speaking, she turned to look at Lu Beicheng again, "Let go, or when will I ever finish washing these bowls?"
Lu Beicheng still didn't let her go, gently closed his eyes, and said, "Like you."
Gu Nanyan gave him an exasperated but indulgent smile, her gaze askew.
Later, after the bowls were washed, without waiting a minute longer, Lu Beicheng swept her horizontally into his arms and carried her back to the bedroom.
He wished they could do nothing else but stick together like this.